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Homecoming High Ch. 01

By: busty_fucker



Randy Hayles sat on the grass in the quad eating lunch with a couple of his buddies. When he looked up a young, blond woman was crossing the open expanse, a purse on one shoulder, a lunch sack in her hand. She had large breasts and a small waist, her blond hair swung back and forth across her fair cheeks like a silken curtain. She wore a plum-colored skirt and silky beige blouse. She was so beautiful that Randy smiled, a wave of pleasure washing through him.

"Hey guys," he said. "Mrs. Dean alert."

His friends all perked up, their heads swung around as one, locating and zeroing in on the beautiful, sexually charged English teacher.

"Look at those legs," Rick said.

"Legs? Look at those tits," Zach replied.

"Look at her," Randy said dreamily. "I'd give my left nut to get into that."

They watched her until she reached the big double doors to the main building, she opened the left door and just before she stepped through it and out of sight she turned her head and smiled at the boys.

Damn. She had known they were watching, Randy thought. Women always knew.

***************

Mindy Dean sat at her desk, thinking about Randy Hayles. She'd caught him eyeing her as she walked across the quad just as she knew he watched her every day in Senior English. He tried to hide it, to take quick, fleeting glances, but she could feel his eyes rake over her body. She had also noticed him leaving class occasionally with his notebook held strategically to cover himself so he could avoid erectile embarrassment.

Randy Hayles with his dark, wavy hair, lean, muscular build, broad shoulders and golden tanned skin. Randy Hayles with his well toned arms showing from the t-shirts he always wore. Randy Hayles who looked better in a pair of blue jeans than any man, let alone a teenager, had a right to.

He was turning into a very handsome young man. He was going to be one of those men that every woman dreamt about, but only one very lucky girl would be able to marry.

She'd never seduced any of her students before, but she had decided to seduce Randy during the first class of the year, but she knew that these things took time. The cleverest and most skillful manipulators recognize that their real art lies in making use of circumstances and events that they cannot predict. A successful seductress had to know what to do when the unexpected took place -- all while sticking with the overall plan.

At the same time, he was too young and inexperienced to fully appreciate or grasp the fact that he was slowly, but surely being seduced by his sexy English teacher.

Mindy squirmed on her chair, tapping a red-ink pen methodically on a stack of papers she was supposed to be grading. Sweat dampened the valley between her breasts. She wanted her eighteen-year-old student. 

Mindy liked sex, a lot. She was always eager to fuck a nice, hard cock, particularly if the cock in question was long and fat. She had always had a special appetite for cock, especially the unusually big ones. The bulge she'd been seeing in Randy's pants indicated that he had a big, long, and fat mouth watering prick.

Mindy felt violently aroused by the mere thought of seducing Randy and letting him plow that big prick into her horny little pink pussy. It wouldn't be hard to seduce him. A little heavy flirting would be all she'd have to do to capitalize on his schoolboy crush.

Her husband absolutely loved her extremely strong appetite for fucking, but he was having trouble keeping up with her lately. He'd actually suggested, rather kidded her, that maybe she should find a younger man to fuck when she needed it. She was certain that he wasn't serious, but the seed of temptation had been planted and since he always seemed to be gone on business trips leaving her home alone and horny, well, a girl had to do what a girl had to do.

A young stud's stiff cock was exactly what she needed. She was sure that a young lover would fuck her very hard and fast, a hard and quick tempo was just how Mindy liked having her pussy pounded. As an added bonus, a young lover like Randy would be eager to keep fucking her all night long, again and again.

She was determined to quickly see her seduction of Randy come to fruition.

***************

It was late on Saturday night and Randy's date with his eighteen-year-old girlfriend Stacy had been another depressingly frustrating adventure. A brutal disappointment. He'd been dating her for a little over three years now and he'd still never made it beyond second-base.

All of his friends had been laid already, but here he was, still a virgin. Hell, if all of the rumors around the school were only half true, then his twin sister was even getting some.

He really wanted to go all the way with Stacy. One of these days she'd be ready he kept telling himself.

The problem wasn't that he couldn't get laid, it would be simple if he was really determined, and if that was all that he wanted. He was one of the most popular boys in school, a star athlete, an honor student, and blessed with exceptionally good looks. A lot of girls liked him, but he was committed to Stacy.

She was every bit as good looking as he was. She was also every bit as smart. He wasn't sure why, but that meant almost as much to him as her looks. He just couldn't see himself with a girl who wasn't bright.

Stacy had honey blond hair, brilliant blue eyes, and an excellent body that she just couldn't conceal, no matter how hard she tried.

He really wanted to get those clothes off of her so he could really appreciate her body. So far she'd only allowed him to slip a hand up under her shirt to play with her tits. Nothing more.

It sucked, but it was what he had.

***************

The next week at school was uneventful, until Thursday afternoon. That was when Randy had overheard a conversation that wasn't meant for his ears.

Randy had an arrangement with his football coach that allowed him the use of Coach Thompson's office as a quiet place to study during the hour after lunch. Randy was supposed to be in the library after lunch for study hall, but he found it easier to get his studies completed if he was alone.

The office had two doors, one that opened to the hallway and the other that opened into the main school office. He had the hallway door closed, but the one to the school office was slightly ajar. The only person in the office was the school secretary, Mrs. Hubbard, and she was always as quiet as a church mouse.

Then he heard a voice that snapped his head up out of his text book.

Mrs. Dean.

Randy knew that the two women were very good friends. Everyone in school knew that.

They were chatting, he couldn't make out everything they said, just a word here and there. He went back to his book, trying to concentrate on the lesson, when he heard Mrs. Hubbard saying something about sex! That really got the hormone filled teenager's attention.

Slowly, as quietly as possible, Randy sat his book on the desk and stood up. He crept over to the door and stood still, listening, intently.

"Scott has been gone all week. I'm so horny, I'm going crazy!" Mrs. Dean said.

"Oh, so King Tut's getting a workout?" He heard Mrs. Hubbard saying with a giggle.

"Let's just say that I'm going through a lot of batteries," Mrs. Dean replied, also with a girlish giggle.

Holy fuck! Mrs. Dean fucks herself with a dildo! I'd love to be able to see that, he thought.

"When does Scott get back?"

"Not until next Wednesday, so I guess it's just Tut and I tonight," Mrs. Dean declared.

"You bad girl," Mrs. Hubbard started giggling again.

After that the conversation became more mundane.

'It's just Tut and I tonight?' She just told her friend that she was going to fuck herself tonight? Holy fuck! I have to see that. I'll bet that Zach and Rick will blow a nut when I tell them about this one!

Randy thought about it, unable to return to his school work.

He knew where Mrs. Dean lived. He wondered if there was a way that he and his friends could spy on the hot, sexy English teacher.

Well, her husband is out of town. She's sexually open enough to tell someone else that she masturbates. Maybe she's also comfortable enough in her own home to leave the drapes or blinds open enough for them to spy on her. He smiled smugly at his own logical deductions.

***************

That night the boys walked around and turned down an alley until they were behind Mrs. Dean's house. They hadn't waited long when an upstairs light came on. Looking up they spied a narrow shaft of light coming from high above the outer wall, gleaming brightly through a gap in the curtains.

"That's got to be her bedroom," Zach whispered.

"Yeah," Rick agreed.

They knew that if they could get up to that window they would have an unobstructed view into the sexy teacher's room.

Randy glanced around and quietly said, "Look, these trees block the view from the alley and from the neighbor's house. If we can get up on the lower roof we'll be able to look right in and nobody will know that we're up there."

Randy tried the gate at the back fence. Locked. He glanced around to make sure that no one was watching and vaulted the four-foot fence and walked carefully through the dark backyard. Zach and Rick followed his lead.

When he reached the trunk of a big oak he began to climb up. He then carefully shimmied across a large branch and quietly lowered himself onto the lower level roof. Once he reached the side of the house he inched his way to the lighted window, then slowly rotated his head until he could see through the six-inch gap in the curtains.

He was delighted to find Mrs. Dean lying on her bed, nude, fingers busily working a vibrator into that special place between her thighs. Randy was further pleased to see that she was clean shaven, nothing but a smooth, bare pussy mound.

"Holy fuck," he breathed.

The others slowly joined him and the three friends peered into the bedroom watching the busty teacher as she slowly worked the plastic cock into her pussy. Her hips were humping against the sex-toy, her mouth open, her face twisted into a mask of pure pleasure and ecstasy, her eyes rolled up so far that only the whites were visible. She raised her heart-shaped ass off the bed to meet the strokes, which sped up as she began to slide the vibrator in and out, pumping it into her cunt with fast, steady strokes.

Rick moved his face a little closer to the window in an attempt to gain a better angle and he accidently hit the glass with his forehead making a loud, audible thump. All three boys saw Mrs. Dean freeze and then she slowly looked at the window as she threw a blanket over her nakedness. She then started to get up, pulling the blanket with her, keeping it wrapped around her body.

That was all the warning that the three friends needed. They ran to the edge of the roof, not caring about the amount of noise they were now creating, and almost as one, they leapt down just as a flood of light hit their previous perch. Randy looked back and saw Mrs. Dean looking out at them. He knew that she recognized him.

Shit. This won't end well, he thought.

***************

Kim Hayles stood in the kitchen with an easy listening station tuned in on the radio, absently singing along to a soft rock tune, moving her body to its beat in a self-conscious, Midwestern way as she finished loading the dinner dishes into the dishwasher.

She missed her husband. He worked a lot, was gone on business trips that lasted for days at a time. He'd been gone for three days this time.

Their marriage wasn't exactly the greatest. It wasn't really anyone's fault, she thought. They'd been married for twenty-four years. You grow comfortable with a partner in that time span, but your relationship also grows stale. Nobody's fault, really.

They were still faithful to each other; they were just no longer blissfully engaged with each other as they once had been.

At least they were still compatible in bed. 

Kim was very horny tonight, fortunately, her husband was due back early this evening from the business trip he'd been away on during the week. She wasn't going to have to fly solo again tonight; she'd get her husband to fuck her good and hard. Thankfully they'd have the house to themselves with the kids out with their friends for the evening.

Bill should be home in about an hour, she thought.

Kim went to her bedroom, crossed to the walk-in closet and pulled open the doors stepping inside. She walked to the back corner and took down her favorite and sexiest nightgown. Kim decided to take a shower, slip into the lingerie and surprise Bill when he got home and hopefully he'd fuck her silly.

Stripping out of her clothes in the bathroom, Kim paused in front of the full length mirror hung to the back of the door in just a lacy red bra and matching thong panties. Looking at her image she decided that she still looked pretty good for a 44 year-old. Yes, there were a few more wrinkles around her eyes and her skin didn't still have that special glow that it held when she was eighteen, but she had grown into herself. There was now an air of confidence that one gained only through life experience.

She was still a statuesque beauty with a silky mane of light brown hair that had a slight kinky-curl to it hinting at her suppressed wild side. Her 38C breasts had a little more sag but they were also much fuller than when she was younger, they now were huge and round. She ran a hand over her tummy, it was firm. Turning and looking over her shoulder at her ass, yeah, it was still small and tight. She worked out to keep her body looking good, she felt it was a perfect mix of elegance and athleticism. She hoped that her husband still found her attractive. Their sex life had suffered a lot as of late and she was afraid that she was really losing her sex appeal. She didn't realize that she was a complete MILF with the looks and body that men lusted after. 

She turned on the shower, adjusted it to her liking, stepped inside and stood there for a long moment just letting the jets of water caress her back before grabbing the soap and getting to work.

When she was finished, she stepped out, grabbed a towel and dried her body. She then dried her hair, slipped the transparent gown over her head and let it cascade down over her stunning body.

Heading back into her bedroom her breasts jiggled with each step, the dark, silver dollar-sized areolas were plainly visible beneath the thin material of the sexy white nightgown. Kim liked the effect that her barely concealed nakedness produced.

***************

Randy decided to go home and go to bed. He wanted to try to establish some sort of alibi in case he'd been recognized and Mrs. Dean had called the cops.

What if he had been recognized? He'd be suspended from school and would be made ineligible to play football, or worse! Nightmarish fantasies about being arrested by the police, handcuffed and drug from his home began to hatch within his suddenly over-active mind, preoccupying his thoughts as he walked up the sidewalk to the front door.

He let himself into the house as quietly as possible, closing the door behind him, standing there, waiting, listening, hoping against hope that by doing so he could stretch out the time frame as to exactly when he had arrived home. As Randy was making his way down the hallway to his bedroom the door to his parent's room suddenly swung open.

Randy came to an abrupt halt. He just stood frozen, looking at the curvaceous silhouette of his mother clad in a very revealing and sexy nightgown. As she stepped into the doorway she had a hand on one hip and leaned the other shoulder against the door jamb. She was back-lit from the lamp in her bedroom and her spectacular body was clearly revealed through the transparent fabric of her sexy negligee.

When Kim realized that she was not facing her husband, but her eighteen-year-old son instead, her almond shaped eyes opened wide and the smile quickly faded from her lips.

"Randy! I...uh...I, I thought you were your father. He's supposed to be home...I was going to...um, I wanted to surprise him," she tried to explain, completely off guard and flustered. "What are you doing home so early anyway?"

Randy just stood, his eyes fixed on his mother's unconcealed nakedness. Kim's nightgown molded to her perfect body, the sheer white material allowing her son to see her big nipples -- round, dark, hard disks on breasts so large they'd overfill his hands. Lower, below her waist he could make out her perfectly trimmed dark curls defining the inviting vee between her legs. His mother really was a gorgeous woman. One of the most beautiful he'd ever laid his young eyes on. He was beginning to take note that she exuded a sexuality that was truly intoxicating. 

I should cover up, she thought dazedly. She gazed down at herself, blushing with shame as she realized how obscenely revealing her nightgown was. The transparent, long, white negligee was the sheerest in her wardrobe. She always wore it to seduce her husband when she'd really needed to get fucked.

"I'm going to change. I'll be out to talk to you in a moment," his sexually frustrated mother told him as she stepped back into her room and closed the door. The lasting vision in Randy's horny teen-age brain was of his mom's big tits bouncing and jiggling as she stepped back into her bedroom.

Randy continued to stand there in the hall; a flood of erotic feelings began to swell his groin. He was unable to believe his luck; he'd just seen two very sexy women naked within a matter of a half-hour. Sure, one of them happened to be his mother, he felt a tinge of guilt, but he pushed that aside because her complete sexiness over-rode the fact that she was his mother.

***************

Back downstairs he found a light flashing on the answering machine on the kitchen wall. He sat down at the breakfast bar and pushed the 'play' button.

'Kim...I'm not going to get in until late tonight. My flight through Chicago has been delayed for a couple of hours...God, I hate flying...anyway, I'll see you when I get home...I'll probably stop off after my flight arrives and get a bite to eat...love you.'

That'll disappoint her, Randy thought as he got up, went over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. It wasn't long after that Kim entered the room wearing blue jeans and an untucked t-shirt.

"There's a message for you on the answering machine from Dad."

"Oh?" she crossed over to the machine and listened to the message, frowning as it played. Randy watched her reaction and noticed that her nipples were visible, poking through the material of her shirt. Damn, she hadn't put on a bra.

"Well, that changes things," she said, more to herself than to Randy.

For his part, Randy just sat there sipping at his water, trying not to get caught checking out his mother's tits, wondering why he'd never noticed her complete sexiness before this night.

Kim broke his train of thought when she spoke up. "Honey, I'm sorry about what happened. I know that kids don't like to think that their parents still have a sex life."

"Mom!"

"No, really. This is really something that should be discussed. We need to come to an understanding that what happened, while not okay, was...an accident. I was expecting your father, we do still have a sex life, sometimes...occasionally."

"Really Mom, it's fine. I'm okay with it. You don't have to explain."

"Randy, I just want to make sure that you're not embarrassed or that you don't feel bad about walking in on me in a rather revealing state."

"It's okay Mom. Really, I'm fine."

"These sorts of things happen," she persisted. "In a family setting, when several family members share the same house, accidental nudity happens."

"Mom, I get it. I'm fine with the situation." He paused. "In fact," he said with a malicious grin, "I feel sort of honored. Even though you're my mother, I thought you looked pretty damn hot!"


Homecoming High Ch. 01



"Randall William Hayles!" Kim said, her cheeks coloring a deep shade of crimson.

"Well, it's true. Besides, you're making a big deal out of nothing."

"But you saw me."

Standing there, with his hands on his hips, he said, "Yes, I did see you. You were kind of hard to miss."

She wished she could read her son better. "But you looked at me."

"Mom, I didn't look at you," he weakly lied. But a moment later, he ran a hand over his chin, obviously chagrinned, and reversed his answer. "Okay, yeah, actually I did look at you. But only for a second."

The honesty of the admission surprised Kim. Now that she knew, she wasn't sure how she should feel about it. This was her son, but he was also an attractive young man. Maybe that was why she ventured to ask the next question. "So I looked hot?"

"Yeah," he mumbled, now it was his turn to blush.

"Why?"

"Why what?" he asked with a predatory gaze that made her nipples tingle.

"Why did you look? Why did you find me hot?" suddenly she had to know.

"Are you kidding?" he shoved a hand through his thick, wavy hair. "Jesus Mom, look in the mirror. You have an incredible body. I'm not blind you know."

"Okay," she felt it was time to drop the subject. She'd gone too far with her line of questioning already, gauging from the dampness forming between her legs.

"Is that all you want to know?" he asked, a crooked smile lifting one side of his mouth.

"Yes."

"Okay. I'm going to go take a shower and head off to bed. I need my sleep, after all, I've had a little too much excitement for one night," he teased. As he left the room, he couldn't stop himself from saying, "I liked every inch of what I saw."

Kim sat in shock as she watched her son's backside retreating down the hall. She felt the same giddy excitement she'd once felt when she was a schoolgirl and that certain hot boy would pay attention to her. She didn't know why, but she breathed to herself, "Yeah, well, I'll call you if I need anything else."

***************

As the shower sprayed its warm caress Randy felt his erection stiffen as he remembered in vivid detail how his mother looked in her nightgown. He stroked his cock while he fantasized about her; a scene playing in his mind of his mother climbing into the shower, going down on her knees before him, the water drizzling over her hair and big, wet breasts as she took his prick in her mouth.

Sucking.

Licking.

He was so excited by the image he was having trouble restraining himself. He imagined his mother writhing and wriggling beneath him, sweating, crying out, begging him for more. His heart was pounding; pumping lustful blood through his veins as he mentally pictured their coupling. The things he'd do to her, the dirty, lurid sexual acts he'd perform on his mother!

He pictured beneath him, looking up with dark pupils, focused on him as he plunged into her just before her entire body convulsed and exploded and she screamed with a pure, violent pleasure. Her legs would wrap around him, clamping behind his waist, pulling him in, tossing her head, exposing those glorious, wobbling tits.

He pumped his fist faster and faster while playing out his fantasy until he shuddered and his balls erupted, blasting rope after thick rope of hot sperm against the tiled shower wall.

***************

As Randy left the bathroom, Kim caught a glimpse of him in the hallway as he headed toward his room. He was wearing only a pair of cotton boxers, his big, hard body glistening like a bronze sculpture. Just that one glimpse took her breath away. My God, he's got a gorgeous body!

She quickly scolded herself. He's your son. She knew she shouldn't be thinking of him in such a sexual way.

She tried her damndest not to keep looking at his bare chest, but how could a woman not stare? His chest was broad, lean, muscular and apparently naturally tanned. His arms were large, every muscle well defined.

***************

On Monday morning Randy got ready for school and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Upon entering the room he found his mother and twin-sister Debbie sitting at the breakfast bar. His mother was wearing her thick robe, eating toast, drinking coffee and reading the morning paper. Debbie was still in her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of fleece pants and a little t-shirt that was tightly hugging her big tits, showing off her big, puffy, protruding nipples. His sister had gotten their mother's genes, everything about her incredible body was tight.

"Morning Deb. Morning Mom."

His sister just ignored him. His mother returned his morning greeting, but was still too embarrassed about the events of Thursday night to look into her son's eyes.

Randy crossed the kitchen and went straight for the coffee pot and poured himself a mug full of the hot elixir. No sugar, no cream, just straight, black coffee.

"You're ready awfully early this morning," Kim said.

"I just wanted to get going a little early. I'm going to pick Stacy up and we're going to get a little last minute studying done before our English test this morning," he answered.

"I'll be you've got more than studying planned," his sister threw in.

Randy ignored Debbie's comment. "Well," he started, "I'm gonna run. I'll see you later this afternoon."

He leaned down and pecked his mother's cheek, then headed out the door. 

***************

Later that day Randy turned the corner in the hallway by his locker and almost ran into Mrs. Dean. She had a pile of papers tucked under her arm.

"Sorry," he said, trying to avoid her eyes, remembering he vision of the hot, sexy teacher laying on her back, on her bed, jamming the vibrator into her drooling cunt.

"Randy. I was looking for you," she said matter-of-fact like.

Uh-oh. Here it comes. Busted, he thought.

"I'd like you to stop by my classroom after seventh hour. I have some things I'd like to discuss with you about this past week," she continued and then walked off toward her classroom.

"Shit," he breathed as he felt someone step close behind him and then a small hand slipped into his back pocket, tight inside his jeans. He twisted and looked back over his shoulder: Stacy McDaniel, blonde, slender, smooth eyes, and glitter lip-gloss on her delicious lips.

"What'd Mrs. Tits want?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," he lied. "She said that she wanted me to stop by her classroom after seventh hour."

"Do you want me to come with you?" his girlfriend asked, sliding up to him, placing a light kiss on his lips.

"Nah. It's probably about the first draft of that paper I turned in the other day," he offered.

"Okay. But if you change your mind, let me know."

"Sure," he said, but he was really thinking, 'Hell no!' He really didn't want Stacy anywhere around when Mrs. Dean confronted him about spying on her and revealing him for a window peeping pervert.

***************

By late afternoon the sexy English teacher had become so horny and sexually aroused that she was almost beside herself with desire. She needed to cum badly to relieve the incredible tension that had built up ever since she had caught her students spying on her as she masturbated in her bedroom.

As the students worked on their tests during her last class of the day, she sat squirming uncomfortably in her seat, her panties becoming wet as she thought about the sexy eighteen-year-old.

This would be the day that Mindy completed the seduction of Randy Hayles. She had devised a plan and today she would implement it.

***************

The students began to gather all their things before shuffling out of the classroom as the bell rang ending the 7th hour English class and the school day. Randy waited for the last of the students to leave before he entered the room through the open door. 

Mrs. Dean was seated behind her desk, acting as if she were busy grading a stack of tests and that she hadn't notice Randy. When she finally looked up at him from the papers, she lay her red pen down and said, "Have a seat."

Randy took a deep breath and sat at one of the desks in the front row. Mrs. Dean stood and walked to the back of the classroom, closing the door when she got there and quietly locking it before she turned back to the front of the room and slowly walked towards the nervous student with a deliberate, seductive sway in her hips which caused her big tits to bounce noticeably in her tight blouse. When she was back in front of Randy she leaned back, resting her ass against the edge of her desk.

Mindy was wearing a copper-colored blouse that brought out the highlights in her hair, a form fitting black skirt that ended just above her knees revealing a sexy set of bare, tan legs that ran down to her 3 inch heels. She also wore a scarf with different shades of blue that complimented her brilliant blue eyes. She had friendly, gentle eyes. Eyes, he found himself thinking, that he could lose himself in.

"Do you know why I wanted to see you?" she started.

"No," he stalled.

"Yes you do. Think about Thursday night."

"Mrs. Dean...I'm sorry...please don't turn me in...I'll do anything...I'll..."

"Shhh, I'm not going to turn you in. I just want to know who was with you. Give me your hand," she said, stepping over to him. Taking Randy's hand in hers, she began tracing the different lines in his palm, a process so erotic that he feared his erection would be more than noticeable.

"See this line right here?" she asked as she traced it. "This is the 'head line' and since you don't have a fork right here I'm led to believe that you are an honest person, you don't like to lie. Are you a liar?"

"No," he muttered, her seductive actions were having quite an effect on him.

"Well?" Mindy asked.

"Well, what?"

Mindy crossed her arms across her chest and looked defiantly at her student. "Who was with you?"

"Uh, I promised I wouldn't say anything..."

"You're not going to tell me?" She couldn't believe it. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around his thumb, tugging at it. "C'mon."

"No, I promised I wouldn't say anything to anyone, Mrs. Dean."

"You're not being fair..." She moved in close, letting the pheromones work on him. Her eyes were as large as any he'd ever seen, and dark, with a spark. She tipped her head, a tiny smile on her face. "If you tell me who was with you, I'll show you my tits and let you touch them."

"W-what?" He was startled. She smelled good. She was wearing some expensive, subtle perfume, the kind that lightly caressed your sense of smell.

"Every day, during English class, I've seen you doing everything but feeling me up, so...tell me, and I'll give you a look and feel. I know you are dying to feel them." She smiled and then added, "They are quite spectacular as you know."

"Oh, wow," he said, and swallowed hard, considering. "This is embarrassing."

"I don't embarrass easily, Randy."

"I was talking about me."

Her eyebrows went up. "You're embarrassed? You also seem to be aroused. Is that a hard-on I see?"

She was moving too fast. "Ah, no...I mean, maybe..."

"Quick, Hayles, make up your mind..." She was teasing him now. "Well...how about it?"

"If you'll promise not to tell anyone that I told you," he said, his mouth suddenly dry, his erection painfully hard.

"Sure. I can be very secretive. Can you?" She pressed her hand against his chest, letting her long nails lightly scratch down to his beltline before running her fingers back up his chest.

"W-what?"

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Y-yes..."

"If I show you my tits, you have to promise me that you won't tell anybody, not one single person. This will be our personal secret. Okay?"

"Sure. No problem...All right: Rick, and, um, Zach, uh, they were with me." He finally blurted.

"That's all?" She asked.

"That's it." Randy glanced around. There was no one else in the room and no way that anyone else could see into the second floor classroom. They couldn't be any more isolated. "So..."

"If you want me to expose my tits to you, forget it," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"W-what? Why?" he asked with an almost pleading voice.

"That wasn't good enough to get your hands on these," she said squeezing her glorious tits through her clothing.

"Ah, man! Just like all the girls around school, you tease a guy and then break his heart."

"You look thoroughly destroyed. I'll tell you what," she said, working her seductive charms on the teen, "take out that big hard-on and I'll show them to you."

"W-w-what? H-here?"

"Why not? You wanted me to expose myself. If I have to show you my tits I want to see your cock." He liked the way the word 'cock' rolled off of her tongue.

She looked at her teenage student with seductive bedroom eyes. She was anxiously anticipating the fucking that she knew would soon follow.

Randy apprehensively reached down and began undoing his jeans, his cheeks coloring slightly. Mindy noted the well defined muscles in his arms as his hands worked on his belt and button fly. He fumbled with the fabric and the stubborn metal buttons. When he finally managed to unbutton them all he pushed his jeans and boxers down over his hips.

Mindy shuddered, immediately her pussy felt very wet and hot. She was quite pleased to see that Randy's extremely large erection was long and thick and as hard as any she'd ever seen. She loved cock and this one would really be a pussy pleaser.

"Your turn," he said. There wasn't a trace of a smile on his handsome young face. His blue eyes seemed to have intensified, lust replacing the yearning she'd witnessed earlier.

"A deal is a deal," Mindy whispered as she removed her scarf and began to unbutton her blouse. When her blouse was undone she pulled it out of the waist of her skirt, shrugged it off her shoulders and let it fall backwards onto the classroom floor.

She thrust her chest toward him as she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. When it was unclasped, she slowly, teasingly, lowered it and pulled it off exposing her magnificent tits to her student's gaze. Randy hungrily took in the sight of his English teacher's nakedness.

Her tits were even more beautiful up close than they had appeared though her bedroom window on Thursday night. They were large, but had little sag standing out from her chest. Her areolas were light brown and the nipples were thick and long.

Gaining confidence, he raised his hand and touched his sexy teacher just below her right breast. His touch radiated a warmth that she'd longed to feel. Her eyes tracked his fingertips as they roamed downward over her firm, smooth stomach, then moved back up to the sculpted under curve of her heavy breast. 

Randy brought his other hand up and cupped Mindy's big, firm tits, lifting them, and squeezing them together. She looked down and moaned as she watched him play with her tits. He thought they felt soft and not anywhere near as heavy as he imagined they would. He squeezed the creamy, smooth flesh with his fingers and ran his palms over her long, fat tips, tugging on them with gentle pulls. She sighed when he lightly brushed his thumbs over her nipples.

Emboldened by her quick intake of breath, he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over the extended tip of her left breast. She moaned giving him further confidence and he pushed her breasts up from her ribcage and pressed his face into her cleavage. Hungrily he kissed the slopes where they swelled just above her nipples.

Erotic sensations cascaded through her body when he rubbed his lips against her nipples causing them to swell with desire. She thrust her chest up at him, trying to get her student to take her sensitive nubs, just when she was about to beg him, his lips parted and he covered his left nipple with his warm, wet mouth. Randy sucked on the extended nipple, flicking it with his tongue.

Mindy moaned with pleasure, clutching handfuls of his hair. She felt each sweet tug of his mouth deep within her quickly moistening cunt. 

She noticed an apprehensive, if not nervous look on his face, and then a wicked, delicious thought hit her. "You're a virgin, aren't you?"

Shyly he answered. "Yeah."

"Then you're going to enjoy this," she said as she blindly she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the unyielding hardness of his young cock. Mindy knew what she wanted, and she knew she was going to take it. She began rhythmically massaging his cock, stroking her tiny hand up and down the huge shaft.

"Oh, God, that feels good," Randy closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers. "Are you okay with this? We won't get in trouble, will we?"

"I'm okay. And we won't get into trouble as long as we keep this our little secret. What we have here is a confluence of wants and abilities. You want to lose your virginity. I'm presenting a situation where you'll have the ability to do just that," she explained.

"Yeah," he agreed as he squeezed her breasts together, dropping his head and kissing her swollen nipples, flicking them with his tongue and plucking at them with his lips making them stand out even more. 

"Oh, Randy," she gasped and reached down and gathered her skirt up around her waist, then she grabbed one of his hands and slipped it inside her panties. 

He pushed his hand down to her shaved vaginal mound. She widened her stance a bit, backed her butt against the desk, bit her lip, a look of ecstasy on her pretty face. "That's it. Rub it big guy," she whispered.

He dipped a finger into her juicy pink-lipped slit, darting it in and out, pushing it deep inside his teacher's throbbing cunt hole. Mindy moaned and wiggled her hot little ass against her student's invading digit.

"You're making me all hot and creamy," she panted. "Finger me...finger my pussy!"

She lay back on the desk as he changed tactics and started slowly fingering her pussy, exploring the slick folds with his fingers. He slid two fingers up and used them to tease her clit before sliding them back down her slit and slipped them inside as he started pumping his fingers in and out of her. Her arousal grew as her teen-age student continued moving those magic fingers in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, my God. You're driving me crazy. I can't stand it."

He hooked his thumbs into the elastic waist of her thong and pulled them all the way down her long, shapely legs. He gently pushed her back against the edge of her desk and said, "Sit down."

He dropped to his knees, kneeling between her legs and took her ankles into his strong hands, slowly he opened her legs not knowing it she would resist or cover herself, but the horny teacher just smiled down at him as her shapely legs were spread wide, pulling her knees up toward her chest, opening her dripping-wet, pink little pussy wide for her teen-aged lover.

"See anything you like?" She asked him, and he could tell she was getting more excited.

"Yeah, I do," he answered as he put her legs up on his broad shoulders. He slowly moved his hands up her legs until his fingers rested over her bald mound and his thumbs held her juice coated pussy lips splayed open, her bright pink glistening core exposed to his hungry young eyes. He began stroking her with his thumbs, his digits quickly becoming slippery with her free flowing juices. When he caressed her clit a sensation of sparks shot through her and she instantly bucked her ass. Her eyelids fluttered and her breathing came in quick gasps.

"Don't stop, keep doing that and you'll make me come," she panted, catching her lower lip between her teeth.

He tentatively brought his face closer to her fragrant, wet pussy until he had his face buried between the sexy teacher's thighs, pressing his mouth to her juicy, swollen, open-lipped hole. He moaned into her cunt, indicating that he enjoyed the taste of her sweet pussy, swabbing the delicious juice from her throbbing fuck hole with his busy tongue.




Homecoming High Ch. 01



"Does my pussy taste good? Do you like licking my pussy, Randy?"

"Mmmmm. You taste good," he replied and then returned to his task.

Randy stood between her open thighs, his hard member pointed at the cleft between her legs, her pussy lips lying open, ready for his cock. Impatiently, Mindy reached out and took his prick into her hand and guided it to her soaking wet opening.

He hissed loudly as his big cock slowly sunk into her. He couldn't believe the feeling of her spongy cunt as it expanded to take him in and then closed around his dick, enfolding it in a hot, soaking wet grip. They both moaned as he sunk several inches into her pussy. His prick was so thick, the few inches he'd fed her sex-starved cunt already felt better than her husbands' entire shaft.

With over half of his big prick buried in the sexy teacher's syrupy cock-sheath, Randy could hardly believe how good it felt and wondered how much better it would be when the entire length of his pulsing prick was inside her tight, hot cunt. His humping motions were soothing her itchy pussy walls as he worked on his hips, sliding his massive fuck-pole deeper and deeper into her.

"Fuck me, Randy!" Mindy squealed. 

Randy was unable to believe his luck. Here he was, fucking the hottest teacher in the school, in her classroom, on her desk! Her pussy was tight and felt utterly and unbelievably hot. It was like a wet, tight, slick, pulsating glove.

"How does my pussy feel? Do you like it?" Her voice suddenly sounded small, like an unsure virgin.

"Oh, fuck, it's awesome," he groaned as he impaled his entire dick deep inside the sexy teacher's hot, wet cunt. With his cock fully inserted, he pulled completely out and took a deep, shuddering breath in an attempt to calm himself from the unbelievably indescribable feeling of pleasure. He was afraid he was going to come at that moment inside his sexy teacher's hot box. He felt that when you lost your virginity it should be an awesome, long lasting experience.

"Put it back in...your cock feels so good," she said.

Once he regained his composure, Randy slowly sunk his cock back into the tight, steaming fuck tunnel enjoying the wonderful, clutching feeling of Mindy's tight pussy. He methodically began to pump his hips, pulling and pushing his thick dick in and out of her cunt.

"Oh, God. My pussy's so wet. Can you feel how wet my pussy is? See what you do to me? I'm so wet," she hissed, wrapping her legs around him, and pulling him in deeper.

"Oh my God, oh my God!" Randy moaned, his hands gripping Mindy's waist as he humped into her hot cunt causing her to squeal with each thrust from his eighteen-year-old prick as he continually stabbed into her highly aroused slit. Randy may not have been the most experienced lover she'd ever had but the teenager's enthusiastic thrusting and his huge size were more than enough to make up the difference.

His arms went around her, embracing her, pulling her toward him, his lips finding hers in an urgent, frantic kiss. He slipped his tongue past her soft, pliable lips, probing, finding her tongue as she returned his kiss as his hands slid along her front and cupped both of her huge, creamy-white tits, rolling her stiff nipples tenderly between his fingers and thumbs. 

She caught his bottom lip between her teeth, "Oh, fuck me, Randy! Fuck me hard!"

He was really becoming excited and knew that he wouldn't last much longer. Not with the overload of pleasure, or all of the wonderful sensations he was experiencing, or with Mrs. Dean's dirty words, and especially not with the knowledge that he was fucking! He really couldn't believe it. Here he was, at school, in a classroom and he was fucking his gorgeous, big-titted teacher! This was absolutely great!

"Oh Mrs. Dean, you really feel good!" Randy said as his climax approached quickly. "I think I'm gonna cum..."

"Yes! Oh fuck yes! Cum! Cum for me! Cum for your horny teacher!"

"Where should I cum?" He asked, not wanting to mess this up.

"In my pussy! Cum inside my pussy!"

"W-won't you get pregnant?"

"No silly...unh...I'm on the pill...oh...Yes! Fuck me!"

Holy fuck! He was going to get to cum inside her pussy!

His hips rocketed up into her, his dick jamming smoothly into her well lubricated fuck hole. The teenager began to feel his balls grow tight and an incredible sensations centered in his crotch began churning toward the ultimate climax. He reached up to grasp at Mindy's bouncing, swaying breasts, squeezing them as he pounded into her pussy.

"Oh yeah! Fuck that pussy! Fuck it hard, stud!"

She wiggled her ass under him and he could feel the gentle pressure as her pussy muscles clutched around his dick. Mrs. Dean lifted her legs higher, allowing him to plunge his fuck-pole even deeper inside her until their crotches ground together with every down-thrust.

He slid his hands beneath her ass, pulling her to him possessively as he thrust into her. His big cock was completely buried inside her sweet, wet, warm pussy. Never-the-less she gripped his ass and pulled him tightly into her.

Each stroke was greedy yet giving, there was a wildness in each thrust that refused to be harnessed. She responded with a complete lack of inhibition and a ferocity of her own.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck, yeah...fuck me baby...come on...make my pussy cum! Make my fucking pussy cum!"

His breathing became rough, he buried his face in her neck and groaned, "Oh...fuck...I'm...close..." The way he squeezed her ass told the busty teacher that he was close.

The sex driven teacher clung to his shoulders as her contracting and clutching pussy muscles pushed Randy over the edge. He groaned loudly as his penis erupted, showering Mindy's fuck tunnel with his sperm, triggering her own orgasm.

"Oh fuck," she moaned. "I'm cumming! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Oh God! Fuck yes!" Randy bellowed as he clutched the soft flesh at Mindy's waist tighter, blasting rope after rope of his potent teenage sperm into her womb.

"Oh, God yes! Cum in my pussy!" She moaned and let out a shuddering breath when he collapsed on top of her, crushing her big tits.

Mindy lay back on the desk panting, enjoying the small shudders of the post-orgasmic waves as they continued to wash through her body, her muscles twitching with pleasure. She moaned softly when she felt Randy's recently deposited cum leak out of her thoroughly fucked pussy, slowly sliding down the soft skin of her inner thighs and collecting in a pool on the desk, mingling with her own juices.

"You know," she began, "if you want to, if your cock gets hard tomorrow, you can come in and visit me after seventh hour again and fuck me. Would you like that?" He nodded with enthusiasm.

"I'd like it too."



Homecoming High Ch. 02



Tuesday morning.

Kim Hayles hit the snooze button on her alarm clock, rolled back over, hugging her pillow to her body. She'd been smiling when the alarm went off. The smile faded slowly; the nagging reality hovered at the back of her mind, its morally correct message taunting her from somewhere within her subconscious. She couldn't quite reach out and grasp the thought, but it was there, like a creak of a floorboard, an echoing footstep...

She took a deep breath, willing herself to get up, not quite wanting to. Just before she woke, she'd been dreaming of being in her lovers' arms, braced in his passionate clutch. His solid hands roaming over her body, long, strong fingers touching all of her sensitive spots. As she lay there at the edge of sleep, she could almost feel it, a little warm fuzzy feeling.

She had been in her bed, in the dream, her head back on a pillow, sharing an orgasm with her lover. She'd dreamed that she had looked up at him as the orgasm hit, his eyes holding her own, his awareness of her the sexiest part of her dream...

Passionate love, she thought, smiling to herself. She drifted back to sleep, just for five minutes, dreaming of the lover with the strong hands. A young lover and his caress, a little bit warm, getting hotter...

The alarm went off again. Kim's eyes flew open and she sat up. Panic ripped through her as she blinked into the darkness. The digital alarm clock glowed the time in a steady bright red, the numbers reading four-forty-five in the morning.

"Oh, Lord," she whispered. She let out a long sigh. No rest for the wicked.

Young lover? Her dream suddenly played itself out again in her mind. She shook her head, frowned, threw the blankets back with a sense that such a wonderful dream shouldn't be so wrong.

The young lover she'd been dreaming of was her own son, Randy.

She looked down at her still sleeping husband, then looked away.

You're fantasizing about your son, she reminded herself, trying to shut her mind to those dangerous thoughts. What kind of mother was she? Dreaming such lurid, unspeakable dreams about her own child. Only a dream, just another damn dream, she told herself as she clicked on the bedside lamp and nudged her husband. "Bill. Get up honey. You don't want to miss your flight."

She got out of bed and headed for the kitchen to make coffee. She slid the basket out, placed a filter in it, filled it with coffee, replaced it, poured a full pot of water into the reservoir, and then punched the on button.

Within seconds the machine began to gurgle. The fresh smell of coffee soon filled the room.

**************

Kim sat by the big bay window in the breakfast nook drinking her coffee. He husband had just left for the airport; he'd be gone four nights this time.

The early morning sun was bathing the woods beyond the Hayles backyard with its brilliant autumn light, but it was lost on her. She was deep in thought. Her dream had deeply affected her, she felt like a love struck teen-ager.

She replayed the dream through her mind and was rewarded with a new wave of guilt.

"Morning Mom." Her reverie was broken.

"Morning, honey."

Randy came into the kitchen without a shirt, wearing just a pair of lounge pants. Her first impulse was to go to him and throw herself into his strong arms, but she caught herself short, pushed the thought aside. As he poured a cup of coffee, his back to her, she let her eyes work their way down from his broad, muscular shoulders to his narrow waist, and finally to his tight ass. She took a slow breath as she bit down softly on her bottom lip, tossing her lustrous hair over one shoulder. She had never looked upon a man before with such erotic, naughty thoughts streaming through her head.

Her blood pressure began a rapid elevation.

Kim despised herself for it, annoyed that her pulse had skyrocketed, but she could feel the pleasure of his presence unwinding in her chest.

Her face flushed, her pulse pounded in her ears, blood heated white-hot by a forbidden, incestuous need, fermented by denial, raced through her veins.

From the moment he'd first raked over her near naked body with a lust-filled look in his eyes, Kim had been consumed by an almost undeniable hunger for her son.

She couldn't think of anything else.

Oh my God! I've got a crush on my son! I'm absolutely horrible...

Her thoughts were interrupted again when her daughter entered the room. "Morning Mom. Morning butt-head."

"Morning Deb," Kim replied.

"Morning hag," Randy shot back.

"Be nice you two," Kim scolded.

Debbie was still in her pj's; a slippery low-cut silk pullover and loose fitting silk shorts. She grabbed a bowl, cereal and milk and sat at the table across from her brother. She leaned forward while eating her breakfast, giving her twin brother a nice view down the front of her top, showing off her soft cleavage. Kim didn't notice the show, but Randy did, sneaking occasional glances at his sister's tits.

Debbie watched her brother's eyes, satisfied with her effect. "Why does Randy get to come to the table without a shirt on? What if I showed up for breakfast without a shirt?" There was a pinprick of amusement in her eyes. She knew the effect she had on men, even her own brother.

"Be my guest," he said, steadfastly holding her eyes, she looked back into his teasing eyes, his seductive eyes with their tiny gray striations in the blue irises.

"Both of you, knock it off," Kim said, rolling her eyes. "Randy, from now on, wear a shirt to the table." There was a pause before Kim changed the subject. "Deb, we have that meeting with Mr. Dunbar this afternoon."

"Do we have to?"

"Yes, we have to. I want to know why your grades have fallen off this year," Kim answered.

"Mom, the year has just started," Debbie retorted, exasperated. "I would hardly worry about my grades falling off this early in the year."

"I'm your mother. It's my job to worry. We're going to that meeting."

"Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes.

Kim let it go. "Randy, you'll probably get home from football practice before us. Would you order pizza for dinner? I'm going to leave some money next to the phone."

"Sure thing," he replied, as he stood, took his breakfast dishes to the sink. "I'm gonna go get ready."

As he left the room, Kim unconsciously watched him leaving, admiring her son's physical attributes, unaware of Debbie's curious gaze.

She snapped out of it when Debbie too stood up and left the room to get ready for school.

As Debbie left the room, she was wondering to herself what that was all about. Why had her mother been looking at her brother that way. The way a woman looks at a man when she hungers for him.

Interesting.

**************

Randy re-entered the kitchen as Debbie was headed out the door. Jesus, he looked good, hair still damp from his shower, faded blue jeans, a leather jacket over a form fitting t-shirt. Kim's breathing seemed to stop when he approached her.

"See you tonight," he said as he kissed the smooth skin just beneath her high cheekbone and then headed out the door, following his sister, yelling, "I get to drive!"

**************

Randy spotted Stacy waiting for him next to his locker. She stood there, smiling at him, her text books clutched tightly against her perky breasts. She was wearing a short sleeve ivory cashmere sweater, designer jeans, and slip on loafers. She looked good, and he felt a flood of guilt because he'd cheated on her with Mrs. Dean not even twenty-four hours earlier.

"Hey babe," he said.

"Hi," she said, tilting her head to the side, throwing her hair back, and offering her lips to him.

"Not in school," they heard a booming voice say. Principal Tanner was in his late forties, fleshy, pink-cheeked, unconsciously rumpled, and cheerful with the smile of an encyclopedia salesman.

"Sorry Mr. Tanner," Randy said.

"We have to follow the rules, Mr. Hayles," the likable principal said with a chuckle. "So, are we going to win Homecoming this year?"

"Yes sir. Eastwood has never won on our field, and that isn't going to change this year," Randy confidently proclaimed.

"Great! That's what I wanted to hear. Go Tigers!"

"Go Tigers!" several students repeated.

"You two lovebirds had better get moving along to class now," Tanner told Stacy and Randy.

**************

Mindy Dean was in the school office talking with her best friend, Maggie Hubbard in hushed voices. Anytime somebody came close enough to hear their conversation, they quickly changed the subject to something mundane until it was safe to resume the more dangerous topic they were really discussing.

"I'm telling you, Maggie," Mindy whispered. "That boy's cock is amazing. It felt absolutely divine. I've never been so full of cock before in my life!"

Maggie grabbed her arm. "You're full of shit." But interest was evident in her features, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Don't look so shocked. You know me. You know how horny I always am, how much I like to fuck," she lowered her voice even more.

Both women giggled. "I can't believe you did that," Maggie said, envy in her eyes.

"I couldn't help myself. Have you seen him? I mean, really looked at him? He's just about the sexiest man I've ever seen," Mindy continued in a conspiratorial tone.

"I've noticed. He comes in here every day after lunch to use Coach Thompson's office for a study hall. I get a fuzzy feeling every time I see him," the secretary admitted.

"You should try his cock out," Mindy suddenly said.

"I couldn't do that," she said at once.

"Why?" Mindy grinned wickedly.

"You know why," Maggie said.

"No I don't. Enlighten me."

"For starters...he's a little young. Second...I'm married. And most importantly...I could lose my job, or worse!"

"None of those things stopped me, and to tell you the truth, the risk is definitely worth the reward. Trust me," Mindy assured her friend with a wink.

"I'll think about it," Maggie said with a promising twinkle in her eye.

Mindy smiled. "You know my motto...You only live once, so live it up."

"But that's you. I've always been the safe one, remember?" Maggie said, dismissively.

"Fuck him. Try out his fat cock. You'll thank me," she said, teasingly as she left.

**************

Tuesday afternoon.

Randy walked into the school office, smiled at Mrs. Hubbard. She looked up and when she realized it was Randy, lifted her chin, smiled back and caught her bottom lip with an upper tooth, and said, "Hi Randy." She fought the sudden urge to wave to him. She began to feel what Mindy did, the physical pull of the teen.

He let himself into Coach Thompson's office. He had an arrangement with his football coach that allowed him the use of the office as a quiet place to study during the hour after lunch when he was supposed to be in the library for study hall, but Randy found that it was easier to get his studies completed if he was alone.

The room was fifteen feet square, no window, a door that opened into the main office and another that opened into the hallway. There was a wooden desk, a swivel chair, and a couple of visitor's chairs, two file cabinets, a bookcase, and a computer perched on the desk. Two walls were covered with framed photos of each team he's coached, and another wall held a large cork bulletin board.

Randy sat down in the swivel chair, took out his text book, kicked his feet up on his coach's desk and began to study.

**************

Beyond the door, in the school office, Maggie sat behind her desk waving a hand in front of her face, fanning herself.

Wow, she thought, gnawing on the corner of her lip, he is really something. But I can't get involved with him. There's just too much at stake, besides, he's not your type.

Sure, he's not. That's why you're sitting here with a racing pulse, your face is flush, and you feel all giddy inside.

Still, you have too much to lose. If we were caught, I could lose my job, or worse, lose my husband and family. There's just too much at risk.

She shook with repressed need. Since delivering her first child early in the summer, Maggie had found that she seemed to be horny a lot more than she used to be. It was almost a constant thing. She didn't know what caused it. A hormone imbalance, breast feeding, or just a natural change in her body, but her husband couldn't keep up with her.

Now you have this sexy eighteen-year-old hottie tempting you five days a week, she thought. That's just great.

**************

Mindy sat through the last few minutes of her seventh hour English Lit class, wondering if Randy would show up before football practice. Did she want him to?

Oh, yes she did.

No doubt about it.

She remembered his lips...his mouth...his hands...his skin against hers; his big body engulfing her, pressing his length into her...

Her hopes soared ridiculously high. She not only wanted him to show up, she needed him.

Ten minutes later, well after the last student had left, she sensed movement and looked up in time to see Randy Hayles enter her classroom, closing the door behind him; she heard the audible click of the lock.

He was looking right into her eyes, a shy, but sexy smile on his lips.

Her pulse quickened in anticipation.

A potent yearning practically radiated off of her.

Just looking at him took her breath away.

"You said I could stop by, whenever, you know..."

"You wanted to fuck me," she said, teasingly.

"Yeah." There was that shy but sexy smile again.

Mindy stood and walked around her desk, lifting her arms up and around his neck, drawing him down to her. She kissed him, reaching a hand down between their bodies, rubbing the length of his hard cock. She sighed into his open mouth.

"We better hurry so you're not late for practice," she said as she broke their embrace, kicking off her shoes, unfastening her slacks and dropping them. He followed her example.

She sat up on the edge of her desk; spread her legs, lifting her knees. She reached down and ran a finger along her slit. "I'm already wet."

Randy swallowed hard, hypnotically watching her rub and finger her glistening, juicy pink pussy.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked, inviting him to step between her legs.

He brought his thick cock to her open pussy lips and thrust the head inside.

"Oh, fuck yes," she gasped in pleasure, then hissed, "I've needed that all day. Put the rest in and fuck me!"

She gasped again when he withdrew and thrust into her again as his big hands lifted her ass off of the desk, the full length of his cock sinking inside, claiming her completely. 

**************

Kim was running late for the conference, and traffic hadn't helped. She hoped that this wouldn't take long, in and out; she was in no condition for a lengthy, drawn-out meeting. Her mind just wasn't all the way there.

She thought about her son all the time now. Reran his image mentally. She would see him in another man – reminded by a gesture or a certain way of moving, a turn of the head.

These incestuous thoughts were becoming a sliver under her skin. She would try to ignore it, but they wouldn't go away.

She parked her car in the lot by the front door of the high school and hurried inside. She oriented herself and headed down the hallway, looking for Mr. Dave Dunbar's classroom. A moment later she found herself standing outside the open door. She could see her daughter sitting in a desk in the front row, talking to her teacher who was seated behind his own desk. 

Kim tapped on the door frame as she entered the room and said, "Sorry I'm late," she said, giving her daughter a little smile and approached Mr. Dunbar's well organized desk. "Traffic was pretty thick on the way over here."

"That's quite alright," he said. "Please have a seat."

Kim noticed the warmth in the man's eyes. She took a desk next to Debbie who glanced over at her mother. Dave had caught Kim's attention. He was muscular, dark-complected, wearing a dark European-cut suit. Good-looking, she thought. Yummy.

"Debbie, would you close the door please?" he asked.

"Sure." She went to the back of the room, closed the door, then returned to her seat.

Mr. Dunbar leaned his big frame forward, folded his hands, and placed them atop his desk. "Debbie was just telling me how concerned you are about her grades. I'm glad to hear that. It seems that more and more parents don't want to take the time to get involved with their children's lives anymore."

Kim nodded. "As her mother, I'm responsible for her well being. I'll probably always feel that way, even when she's my age," she said, smiling.

Debbie had an exasperated expression on her pretty little face and rolled her eyes at her mother's comments.

"Well," Dave said. "I think that everything is going to work itself out. It is still very early in the school year, and her grades really aren't that bad. She can still bring every one of them up to an A with little extra effort. She just needs a little incentive," he finished as he assessed Kim Hayles. She was around his age, very attractive, had great eyes, he thought. Italian eyes. Eyes you could fall into, no problem. Debbie was the image of her mother. Good genetics in that family.

"I'm so glad to hear that. I don't want her to miss out on getting into the college of her choice because she got lazy and let her grades slip," Kim sincerely said.

"I'm not lazy," Debbie protested. "You're being so unfair!"

"That's not what I said. I didn't say that you were lazy, I said, 'you got lazy and let your grades slip'."

Kim looked into Dunbar's eyes and felt herself stir. His eyes were a damn shade of blue that screamed sexy. They were the kind of eyes that if you looked into them for too long you'd begin to think of things that a mother shouldn't be thinking of during a parent/ teacher conference.

Naughty things.

Kim had always been acutely sensitive to the relationships between others that she witnessed. While he had been talking, she realized that Debbie and Mr. Dunbar were somehow involved with each other. Kim watched her daughter's face closely, gauging her reactions to Dave, smiling to mask her suspicions from Debbie. There's intimacy there, Kim thought. They are very comfortable in each other's company. Sexually?

Yes. The more she watched, the more she was convinced that she was right.

She felt the first twinges of jealousy. She wasn't sure why, but she was becoming increasingly jealous of her daughter's relationship with her good-looking teacher.

"You mentioned an incentive. What did you mean?" the mother asked, with curiosity in her voice.

"Why don't you tell your mother?" he asked.

"She's not going to like it," Debbie answered, looking him in the eye.

"Maybe not. Tell her anyway."

"Meany," she said. "Make me do all of the dirty work." Debbie frowned, pushed out her lower lip, studied the handsome teacher, and shook her head.

Kim was confused as she watched the exchange and listened to the banter. What the hell was this about?

"Mom," she began. "Dave and I are sort of dating."

Kim was shocked. She looked from one to the other, both smiling back at her. "Oh dear God! Dating? He's..." she began and then turned her attention to Dunbar. "You're old enough to be her father!"

He just looked at her, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled at her with a 'cat-ate-the-canary' grin.

"Actually there's more to it," Debbie paused, then continued. "It's more like a sexual relationship than a dating thing."

"Oh no..." Her mouth was an O, her eyes large. "I can't believe this Debbie. Having sex with your teacher? What has gotten into you?"

"Teachers gotta fuck too," Debbie said, shocking her mother as she stood, took a step forward, and leaned over the desk, and kissed Dave with enough open-mouthed fervor to make Kim's gut clench.




Homecoming High Ch. 02



"Debra Rebecca Hayles!"

"The incentive is," Debbie continued. "If I don't get my grades up..." she paused for dramatic effect. "Dave won't fuck me anymore." 

Debbie walked behind the teacher's desk and sat on his lap. Kim just sat there, dumbfounded, unable to believe anything she'd just heard.

Dave had been holding Kim's stare the whole time Debbie was speaking. Kim could see how her daughter had fallen for this man. He oozed sexiness. His eyes were hypnotizing, she couldn't break their spell.

She was trembling, her panties growing wet as her mind filled with obscene images of her daughter getting her gooey little slut cunt filled by the sexy teacher's slamming prick.

Kim had been very horny lately. Ever since the night Randy had found her waiting practically naked for her husband to come home. She always seemed to have sex on her mind. She couldn't shake the thoughts. Day or night. It didn't matter if she was awake or sleeping. She was just constantly horny.

She squirmed in her chair as she watched Debbie kissing Dave, her daughter's hand exploring the man's body. Neither one seemed in the least bit concerned with her presence. Dave slid a hand up under Debbie's shirt, playing with her eighteen-year-old daughter's tits.

Kim groaned with the heat of it. She nearly couldn't bear to watch it. Absolutely couldn't bear to take her eyes away.

She inhaled deeply, exhaled audibly, she was so horny, her nerves were frayed.

She should have stood up. She should have demanded that they stop this behavior. But she didn't. She couldn't. Watching the two of them going at it was such an erotic sight, she was becoming extremely aroused.

Then the ache took hold, a longing so fierce that she slowly, trance-like, stood up and eased over to the desk, inching closer, fighting the sensation that she shouldn't be here, that she should leave because she was interloping on something private. Dave had a hand between Debbie's legs, rubbing her pussy mound through her shorts. The girl moaned and looked up at her mother.

"Oh Mom! He's just wonderful. Please don't be mad at me, but I have to fuck him."

"Go ahead, honey." She didn't know why she said it, but it was what she wanted to say. She swallowed hard, wondering if she'd lost her mind.

Debbie slipped off of his lap to her knees on the floor between his legs. She began to work on his belt, then she undid his pants. Kim inched forward, trying to establish a better view. When she glanced up at Dave, he was staring at he, a purely sexual hunger shining through in his eyes. She felt her knees go weak and she leaned against the desk, unable to break the eye contact.

"Look at this. Isn't it the most beautiful cock you've ever seen?" Debbie asked as she slowly worked her tiny fist up and down the length of his cock.

Kim couldn't look down, she was too taken by the teacher and leaned over and kissed him.

"Oooo. That's so hot!" She heard her daughter say. "You want to share him with me?"

Dave broke the kiss and said, "How about it?"

"Which one of us gets to suck it, honey?" Kim asked her daughter as she glanced down at the big cock in her daughter's hand.

"Why don't you both suck it", Dave grinned.

Debbie looked at her 44 year-old mother and smiled, both women nodded in silent agreement.

Silently both mother and daughter stripped out of their clothes, their large tits wobbled provocatively as they worked their way free from their clothing. Quickly the sexually aroused mother and daughter were both completely naked.

Debbie immediately dropped to her knees, taking the big cock back into her hand. Kim kissed her way down the sexy teacher's body before joining Debbie at his cock. Dave watched the two of them go at it with eager interest. It was a highly erotic scene. Mother and daughter both working over his erect dick. Occasionally their lips and tongues would meet along his shaft, Kim seemed to be attempting to avoid the accidental contact at first, but soon enough, as her lust took over the women's lips met with more frequency, lingering together, until eventually they exchanged a quick tongue kiss every time their lips met.

Debbie lowered her mouth to his cock and slowly took its full length. He felt his prick expanding, growing harder in her hot, wet little mouth. He reached down and began to fondle Kim's tits while Debbie sucked on his engorged member.

Kim had nice full, soft breasts that would undulate nicely when she was fucked hard, he thought. He was a tit man, he loved tits and he counted himself fortunate to be about to sample two equally impressive pair. Debbie's tits were a little bigger than her mother's, and firm... very, very firm. He smiled as he looked down at her big firm tits capped by dark, full nipples.

Kim leaned over and began to tongue and suck on Dave's balls as Debbie kept sucking on and mouthing his cock. Kim ran her tongue around the lower part of his cock between his balls and where Debbie's lips were working.

Debbie popped his thick prick out of her mouth and bent forward and gently kissed her mother on the lips. When her mother didn't protest she kissed her again, more deeply this time, and this time Kim responded to her daughter's advances. Kim brought her hand up around to the back of my Debbie's neck and her tongue thrust into her daughter's mouth, searching out Debbie's.

Debbie slowly moved her hand over to her mother's breast and began to fondle it, feeling the firmness of her nipple. Kim kissed her daughter harder and tentatively proceeded to reach out to feel her breast. 

Dave was enjoying the show. Mother and daughter were having so much fun, they seemed to forget about his cock for the moment. Finally they released their kiss and returned to Dave's shaft. They kissed and licked, and sucked at his prick until it was rock hard and throbbing.

"I think he's ready to fuck." Debbie said.

"Why don't you show Mommy how you fuck your teacher."

Kim stood up holding the thick, throbbing cock firmly in her little fist as Debbie lowered herself onto her lovers pole, the swollen knob parted and flared her tight little cunt lips as it slid inside. They both moaned. Debbie pushed down as he thrust up, sliding all the way into her hot, juicy little cunt.

Dave knew that she was turned on because she was completely wet. He planted his feet and grabbed her hips, and she leaned forward allowing him to suck on her nipples.

As they rocked slowly back and forth, Dave working his cock around in her tight, wet pussy, Kim sat there, her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy, watching her daughter's stretched cunt moving up and down on the blue-veined, thick shaft. 

"Mmm, God that's so hot." Kim moaned.

Debbie felt a finger working on her clit. She looked down and saw her mother's hand on her pussy mound, her fingers rubbing pussy cream on her pink pussy lips and clit. The thought of her mom's hand on her pussy sent Debbie over the edge. She began to fuck her squishy little cunt onto the fat meat pole in earnest.

Her hips began to sway and rock faster, when Kim whispered. "That's it, baby. Fuck his big, fat cock, baby. Ride him. Ride him hard"

Debbie moaned, rocking her hips faster, thrusting her pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his cock and against her mother's delectable fingers.

Dave grabbed her shapely smooth hips and began pumping into her wet fuck tunnel with hard, steady strokes, making her perfect little heart-shaped ass ripple. 

"Oh, God yeah, fuck my daughter!" Kim commanded. "Fuck her nice and hard! Show her what a good fucking is!" 

Both sped up their thrusts and gyrations, Debbie going wild causing Dave's prick to slip out of her steaming cunt. As she rose up to take it back in Kim reached out and wrapped her hand around the thick fuck-tool. Dave felt the warm wetness and realized it was Kim's mouth on his cock, not Debbie's pussy.

Kim sucked and licked on his pulsing prick before pushing it back into her daughter's wide gaping fuck-hole. Debbie slammed down on his full length and began to fuck with a renewed intensity, hard and fast. Debbie had seen her mother sucking on Dave pussy juice covered cock, and found the idea that her own mother would suck a cock dripping with her daughter's cunt juices extremely exciting.

"Did Dave's cock taste good, Mom?" Debbie asked her mother, "Do I taste good? Do you like the taste of my pussy on a nice hard cock?"

Debbie's own words were driving her toward a mind blowing orgasm. She was grinding her hips down and against Dave hard. She needed to cum and needed it now. Dave leaned back and let go of her hips, giving the teenager free rein. She moved her hands onto his shoulders, slamming her cunt up and down the length of his cock, her big, firm tits jiggling like crazy.

Dave looked over at Kim sitting naked beside them, one hand was busy working over her left breast, tugging and rolling her nipple, her other hand thrust between her thighs, and as Dave watched, that hand began moving rhythmically, rubbing her wet pussy, playing with herself.

Kim sat there fingering her dripping pussy as she watched them fuck, playing with her hard nipples, savoring her daughter's taste still in her mouth. 

"That's it, baby," Kim said. "Fuck him! Let me see you fuck that nice hard cock! Fuck your teacher's big cock!" 

Debbie was really rocking and humping her cunt down onto his cock, her head back, eyes closed, back arched. Dave placed his big hands over her tits and squeezed and rolled them. 

"Unh! Oh, God, oh, fuck!" she squealed. "I'm almost there! Oh, fuck I'm close!"

A low moan escaped Kim's lips. Dave realized that both mother and daughter were close to coming.

"That's it," Kim hissed when her daughter's movements became long, rocking motions, "Let Mommy watch your hot little cunt cum all over his cock!" 

Debbie moaned as her body shook. She rotated her hips and leaned over Dave, hands on the desk, grinding her clit down hard at the root of his cock. She began moaning and shaking all over as her orgasm exploded from deep within her womb. 

"Yesssss! Cum, you little cock whore! Cum all over my cock." Dave hissed. "Show your mother what a hot little cock slut her daughter is!"

Her orgasm was powerful. Her pussy jumped up and down the length of his cock several times while she sat upright, squeezing her tits, rolling her nipples. Dave could feel her cunt squeezing, milking, sucking his cock deep into her womb. Dave gave her a few extra-deep pumps, guiding her completely through her climax.

"That was so fucking hot," Kim said as she leaned over and began fondling Debbie's tits, hotly kissing her daughter. Dave snaked a hand between Kim's legs and slid two fingers easily up inside her cunt. Her hips took off, rocking in a frenzied motion, working up and down on his fingers like Debbie had pumped up and down on his cock. 

"Ohhhhhh, yes! Fuck me! Pump those fingers right up in there!", Kim groaned. " Oh, fuck yes!" 

Her cunt was hot and wet... wetter than any cunt he could remember. This bitch was really turned on. Her juices were dripping out all over his hand. Kim was moaning and writhing, riding his fingers like a wanton whore.

Debbie reluctantly slid her tight fuck-hole off of his cock and sat up on the desk, spreading her leg, fingering her still horny pussy. Kim looked at Dave's cock glistening with her daughter's juices and had a sudden overwhelming need to suck on it. She lowered her head to his lap and had it licked and sucked clean within seconds. Dave's cock was throbbing, his balls ached with the need to come, he pulled her up and bent her over his desk.

Kim, turned a little and moved her head between Debbie's wide open thighs, pressing her mouth against her daughter's gorgeous little cunt. 

"Oh, my God! Oh, Mom!" Debbie moaned, as her mother licked her well-fucked cunt. "Fuck her! Fuck my mother!" 

Dave moved behind Kim and ran the head of his cock along her cunt-lips causing her to moan into Debbie's incredibly wet little pussy. More muffled moans escaped her lips as Dave slowly slid his hard cock into her. Kim's mouth came off of Debbie's gaping slit, and she arched her back when he had completely slid the entire length of his prick deep into her cunt from behind. 

"Oh, sweet Jesus, that feels good," she moaned. "Oh, God, fuck me with your cock!" 

Kim grasped her hands around Debbie's thighs, licking and sucking at her daughter's drooling pussy as Dave grabbed her by the hips, and hammered deep into her cunt, the slap, slap, slap of flesh meeting flesh filling the room, joining the smell of sweat and sex.

Debbie was moaning, wiggling her little hips as her mother tongued her pink hole. Dave let out a groan. He was really slamming his cock deep into her horny cunt, pushing Kim's face into Debbie's wet snatch. Kim's pussy felt hot, wet, and it sucked around his prick, gripping his shaft tightly, like it didn't want to let go.

Dave felt his balls begin to tighten, he was extremely excited by the vision of this hot mother eating her daughter out while he fucked her from behind. He withdrew his cock and then eased it back in, fucking her slowly, wanting to make this last.

Kim wasn't going to have any of that approach, she was desperate for an orgasm, her pussy screaming with need. She vigorously began humping her cunt back against him in an increasingly urgent rhythm. 

"Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me hard!"

Debbie was startled by her mother's vulgar language. She watched Dave as he fucked her mother, then looked down to watch her suck on her pussy. It was heaven to watch.

Debbie got the feeling that her mother must have done this before. She was a very good pussy eater, she knew exactly where to lick, rub, and suck. Debbie flung her head back, her eyes closed, as she enjoyed the feeling of her mother's lips and tongue working her over. Debbie bit her bottom lip as the extreme pleasure flowed through her, her big tits jiggling from her teacher's thrusts into her mother's pussy. Every time he plunged into her, Kim's face would press tightly to her daughter's cunt. 

Debbie reached up and began to massage her boobs, squeezing them together, rolling her hard little nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

Kim began moving her ass against his cock, wiggling her butt up and down, thrusting with complete abandon. Dave was pumping fast, driving his cock in and out of her tight, MILF cunt. Kim bucked her ass against him, she was snorting for each breath, trying to keep her mouth firmly planted to Debbie's sweet little cunt. 

"Oh, God, don't stop, Mom! Eat my pussy!" Debbie squealed, reaching down, frantically holding her mother's head between her thighs. 

Kim moaned against her pussy, her tongue flicking over Debbie's clit like crazy. She went over the edge, shuddering, her back arched, her cunt pushed tight against her mother's mouth, then she came, moaning, whimpering and squealing. 

"Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, Jesus, I'm cumming, Mom!" Debbie screamed. "Eat me! Eat me! I'm cumming!" 

Dave watched Debbie come with a loud moan and felt his own climax peaking. He began pounding Kim's pussy with his engorged cock. Grabbing the flesh at her hips, holding on tight, thrusting against Kim's ass, fucking her horny, clinging cunt as hard as he could.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she panted. Her body gleaming beneath him with a fine sheen of sweat.

"Unh!" He grunted. "Fuck yeah! Here it comes! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" 

"Cum in her!" Debbie urged. "Fill Mom's cunt up! Cum in her pussy!" 

Dave slammed his hips forward, driving his prick hard into Kim's cunt. He felt her pussy muscles begin to clench and milk his cock, heard the wet, sucking noise as he continued to furiously thrust in and out of her buttery fuck tunnel. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck me!" Kim chanted. "Make me cum! So close! Fuck me!"

Dave felt his balls contract and a huge surge ran through his body, with one last, massive thrust, he buried his cock completely inside her pussy, and began to shoot his load deep inside Kim's convulsing womb. Dave threw his head back, groaned and arched his back, cumming hard. Kim squealed with his last huge thrust, felt his cock swell, knew he was coming, and then shuddered as her own orgasm took over.

"Oh, God! Oh! Oh! I'm cumming!" she squealed.

Over and over he shot thick, hot streams of sperm, sending them splashing hard inside Kim's tight tunnel into her womb. He held tight to Kim's hips, his spurting cock held buried deep inside her horny pussy.

"Oh, God!" Debbie said, "This is so fucking hot! He's cumming in your pussy! Does it feel good, Mom?" 

"Mmmmmm, oh yes," Kim moaned as she slowly came down from her orgasm.

Before Kim realized what was going on, Dave had pulled out and wrapped his arms around her, spun her around, and placed her on her back on top of the desk. Debbie quickly slid between her mother's legs, her mouth busily working on Kim's freshly fucked cunt, sucking up the load that Dave had just put there.

"Debbie? W-what are you doing?" Kim asked incredulously. 

"I'm cleaning up Dave's mess," Debbie said as she smiled from between her mother's lewdly open thighs, before dropping her head back to her mother's sweet cunt and tonguing her. 

Kim looked down between her big breasts and watched her daughter begin licking her cream filled pussy. 

"Oh! Debbie! Oh...oh...oh! Oh, Debbie!" Kim moaned, her hips slowly undulating with the motions of her daughter's eager young tongue. 

Dave watched Debbie licking his seed from Kim's pink pussy. She was really getting into it, making loud, wet, licking noises in her mother's pussy. Kim must have been enjoying herself because suddenly her hips begin to rock against her daughter's mouth with more urgency.

"Unh! Oh fuck! Don't stop! Don't stop licking Mommy's cunt, baby!" she cried. 

Debbie spied Kim's glistening, pink pearl protruded from under its hood and latched onto it, gently taking it between her lips and sucking it. Kim's ass bucked on the desk as if she'd been shocked.

"Oh, Dear God! Suck my clit, honey!" she moaned, shamelessly sliding her hands down and pulling her lips apart with her fingers to fully expose the sensitive bud to her daughter's sucking mouth.

Kim's clit was very hard, throbbing, needing to be licked and sucked. Debbie wiggled her tongue on it, then using the flat part, she flicked it, putting pressure on the sensitive nub, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through Kim's body. Once again she took the swollen clit directly between her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on it, loving it, sucking it as if it were a tiny cock.

"Oh, suck me," Kim gasped.

Dave moved in for a better view and watched the show. Debbie continued to suck on her mother's clit, driving Kim crazy. Every now and then she would drop her tongue down to the mouth of her mother's cunt, and lick up some of the cock cream as it flowed out. It was an extremely exciting little show watching his student lick and suck his sperm from her mother's juicy wet cunt.

"Suck me! Suck my clit! Suck it!" she screamed and rocked her hips harder. 

Debbie hungrily ran her tongue up and down the length of Kim's slit, lapping the tasty cream from the fragrant folds of her mother's pussy. Kim's pussy began oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils mixing with the load of sperm Dave had left, Debbie was using her tongue to lick every drop of it from her mother's fuck hole.

The eighteen-year-old daughter slid her hands up, replacing her mother's, and peeled open Kim's pink pussy petals. She thrust her tongue deep inside, collecting their fuck juices from the cunts interior, pushing her tongue in and out of her mother's pussy, making the horny MILF hump her ass faster on the desk surface.

Debbie lifted her head, a string of saliva ran obscenely from her lips to Kim's cunt. "Suck me, don't stop sucking me!" Kim pleaded. "Use your fingers! Put your fingers in my pussy! Oh, Debbie, I'm so close! I really need to cum!"




Homecoming High Ch. 02



Debbie slid one, then two fingers into her mother's wet cunt, straightening the fingers, pumping them into the gripping interior of Kim's hot, fuck tunnel. Rapidly, with urgency, she fingered her horny mother, banging her palm against her fuck slit. Then she bent forward, took Kim's clit back into her mouth, and sucked the pink little bud much harder, flicking her tongue across it, pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and forth.

That did it.

"I'm cumming!" Kim squealed. She held tight to the back of Debbie's head, moaning with pleasure, fucking her pussy frantically on her daughter's tongue. "Oh! Suck my pussy, suck my horny fucking pussy! I'm cumming! Don't stop! Suck me!"

Kim's pussy exploded, it was the hardest orgasm of her life, and her daughter had delivered it to her.

A flow of delicious, musky cunt cream oozed heavily from the trembling hole, Debbie licked it up, savoring her mother's taste, her head remained buried between Kim's open thighs, continuing to lick, and suck the cum-filled pussy.

Debbie decided that she didn't mind eating cunt, she may have to do this again.

**************

Kim and Debbie arrived home just as the kid who delivered the pizza arrived. Kim paid him, then opened the box on the kitchen counter and grabbed a stack of paper plates and napkins. The warm aroma of garlic, tomato sauce, cheese and sausage permeated the room.

They all grabbed a slice and sat down at the table to eat. Kim had trouble looking either of her children in the eye. She let her eyes look everywhere but their faces.

Looking into the family room, Kim noticed that Randy had picked up and lit a fire, it glowed warm and bright, flickering, flames reflecting off the glass of the fireplace, smoke curling up, into the chimney. She was lucky to have such a good son.

When they were finished eating Debbie said she needed to get some homework done and headed off to her bedroom. Randy helped his mother pick up the kitchen and put things away.

Randy had noticed that something was bothering his mother. She had been quieter than normal during dinner, she seemed distracted.

"Mom? Is everything alright? Do you feel okay?"

"What? Oh, um, everything's fine, honey." Kim folded her arms across her ample chest and her eyes became unfocused in thought.

Something was troubling his mother and that disturbed Randy. He suddenly felt protective. It was all he could do not to take her in his arms, kiss her, carry her upstairs, toss her onto his bed, and make love to her. He knew it would be searing, intense, and erotic. His blood heated as he thought of her the first night he'd seen her incredible body, his groin tightened as his cock grew hard.

"Mom? Are you sure?"

Kim nodded and then was quiet for a long moment.

"I think I'll go upstairs and take a long, hot bath."

"Mom?" Randy said softly. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Kim looked past her son into the dying embers in the fireplace. She couldn't bear to look into his eyes. Afraid that he'd read her desire, be able to see into her soul, that he'd know that she'd already crossed the taboo line with Debbie. In a detached voice, Kim said, "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

Kim smiled and risked looking at her handsome son's perfect face, giving him a reassuring smile. "I'm sure." She noted the concern etched across his face and felt warmed.

She climbed the stairs and walked down the hallway past Debbie's bedroom. The door was shut, but she could hear music softly playing behind it and a blue flickering light emitting from the bottom of the door indicating that the television was also on.

What a mess, she thought as she continued down the hall. What kind of mother am I? Having a three-way with my daughter? Guilt dug at her heart.

Once she was in her bedroom, behind the locked door, she leaned against the panels of the door, her breathing holding tight in her lungs. After she regained her composure, she peeled off her clothing and stepped into the bathroom. She turned on the faucet for the big whirlpool tub, adjusting the temperature to her liking, watching the steam rise toward the ceiling, fogging the skylights. She lit a half-dozen fragrant candles and flipped off the light switch so the tiny flames were the only illumination in the room.

While she waited for the tub to fill, watching the water cascade from the faucet, she took a deep breath, her shoulders sagging, thinking again of the day's events, and how quickly her entire life had been turned upside down in less than a week.

She knew that she was facing a sleepless night full of self-recrimination. She would toss and turn and dwell on her foolishness and irrational actions.

A lump welled up in Kim's throat. She tried to fight it, but there was no stemming the tide. The tears began to fall.

Not only had she committed an incestuous, sinful act with her daughter, she'd cheated on her husband. What had she become? Ever since her seemingly innocent encounter with Randy, her mind had become hyper-sexual. There was a hunger, an irresistible pull to all things sexual.

She turned off the water when the tub was filled, clicked on the jets, and slowly eased herself neck deep into the warm, soothing water while the tears continued to stream down her face. The water swirled around her as her chest heaved, she closed her eyes and she began to sob.

She was not all right.

She thought she could control this incestuous nightmare, but she realized that this was just the beginning, that she would have to work extra hard to control it, if she could.

She'd deal with it tomorrow.



Homecoming High Ch. 03



Wednesday morning.

Kim stayed up too late last night, the interlude with her daughter and Mr. Dunbar weighing heavily on her mind, causing her to be unable to sleep. Of course, the harder she tried to not think about what she had done, the more her mind had focused on that fact. She'd spent hours thrashing around, flopping from one position to another, dozing and waking, finally sliding into a deep sleep with just a couple of hours left until the sun came up.

Once the sleep came, she began dreaming again, kissing her lover, long, hot, and deep. Her hands were all over his body, running them over his bare shoulders and chest, feeling every firm muscular ridge, wantonly pressing her soft flesh against his hard body.

She slid her tongue down, tracing the cords in his neck, lower, over his shoulder, lower, down his chest, stopping to flick a nipple, lower, over his six-pack-abs, still lower. She found his cock and placed her tongue around the underside of the knob, moving it slowly, with sweet agony, around and around the head.

Licking.

Flicking.

Finally sucking.

When the alarm went off, imposing its harsh warble on her dream, she reached out and silenced it, then lay alone in bed, her body trembling with a familiar mixture of lust and guilt. With that, the dream was over. She just lay there as she remembered all the lurid, naughty and delicious details of the dream. She'd been dreaming of Randy again. She blushed as she thought of how real all of the kissing, licking, sucking, and fucking had seemed...she had eagerly done it all, dreaming that there was no conflict, even though she knew perfectly well that it was incest. In fact, she had been the aggressor in her dream.

Guiltily she wondered how any decent mother could foster such sexual desires for her own son?

She stretched as she reran the dream in her mind, trying to hold onto the sensuous feeling it had imparted upon her. The more she thought about the dream, the more aroused she became, her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet, she couldn't believe just how desperately horny she was.

Oh, what the hell, she thought as she slid a hand under the bedding, and down into her panties, between her legs, feeling the scorching heat and soaking smooth flesh of her pussy. Lying on her back, pulling her knees up, Kim ran a finger along her swollen pussy lips a few times before being unable to stand it any longer and inserting her middle finger into her wet slit, pumping it into her throbbing, fever-hot pussy.

"Mmm," she moaned.

She began stroking her finger in and out of her wet, clasping cunt, faster and faster she thrust into her hungry little pussy, feeling a delicious orgasm steadily rising toward the surface. Kim parted her legs further and her hips began to hump slightly against her hand as she steadily worked her finger in and out of her completely aroused pussy.

Images from her incestuous dream filled her head, fantasies began to take shape. She was breathing heavily and thrashing her head back and forth on her pillow as she worked herself to the very brink of orgasm.

A sudden image of Randy's prick plowing into her cock-starved cunt flooded into Kim's mind. She imagined herself on her hands and knees, Randy behind her, furiously pounding his big, stiff prick into her as she loudly and shamelessly urged him on. She groaned at the enhanced blissful feeling in her cunt as she worked another stiff finger into her horny pussy, greedily pumping both of them deeply into the creamy, pink folds. She sped up her finger-fucking, her orgasm crashing forth as she slammed her little fingers harder and faster into her seething hot pussy-hole.

Kim arched her back and hunched her cunt up at her deeply-plunging fingers, her mouth fell open, and she emitted a low, guttural moan as she came.

It was almost like some hidden, previously unknown, horny slut within her had been unleashed, and now that it was out, she wasn't strong enough to corral it and lock it back up. 

Sighing, as her orgasm subsided, she slipped her cunt-cream soaked fingers out of her still horny, slippery little pink pussy slit.

Time to get up and get the kids off to school, she thought. She almost panicked when she thought about facing Debbie and Randy in the kitchen after eating her daughter' pussy yesterday and having just finished fingering herself to orgasm while fantasizing about letting her son fuck her.

Oh, God! What if they compare notes and Randy figures out what a slut his mother is?

She should have never allowed that little encounter to take place yesterday with Debbie.

But she had, it was a little late now to undo what had happened. She'd known damn well that it would be a mistake, yet she'd allowed herself to follow her base desires.

Now what? 

She'd committed an incestuous act with Debbie and she truthfully admitted to herself that she really wanted to do the same with Randy.

Now what was she supposed to do?

***************

Kim was able to get through the morning breakfast routine without having to meet her children's eyes or say too much. She mainly just sat and flipped through the morning paper while she nursed a mug of hot, black coffee, the caffeine stimulating her into full awareness. When she finished off her first cup, she poured a second to make her even more-so.

Randy gave his mother a peck on the cheek and headed out the door, yelling over his shoulder, telling his sister to hurry up.

Debbie bounded down the stairs, entered the kitchen, and leaned down giving her mother a little kiss on the cheek, then without warning, the eighteen-year-old planted a full kiss on her mouth. Kim attempted to pull away but Debbie cupped her hand behind her mother's head and pulled her into the kiss.

Debbie slid her tongue along Kim's full lips, wiggling it between them before finally slipping it in, touching the tip of her tongue against her mother's. She dropped her hand inside of Kim's robe and rested it upon Kim's big, firm left tit, gently squeezing as she rolled the nipple lightly between her thumb and forefinger, all the while French kissing with her mother. Kim's heart doing an irrational thudding with the excitement from her daughter's advances.

Debbie broke the kiss, but her face was still mere inches from Kim's. Debbie slid a hand down into her mother's robe, down to her waist, and slid it into her mother's panties, gently rubbing her neatly trimmed mound, tenderly exploring the pubic hair. "I had fun yesterday. I'd like to do it again, just you and me," she said, kissing her mother again, fondling her between her unexpectedly spreading legs.

Kim swallowed before feebly answering, "W-we can't."

"Sure we can," Debbie confidently answered as she slipped a slim finger between her mother's slippery pussy lips and into her hungry little fuck-hole.

"Oh, God...Oh, Debbie," the horny mother moaned. "Y-you'd better get g-going...oh...before your b-brother gets suspicious..."

Debbie smiled at her obviously aroused mother as she slid her finger out of the creaming little slit and brought it up to her mouth, sucking her mother's pussy cream from the digit as she looked deeply into Kim's eyes. "See you later, Mom."

And with that, she was gone, leaving Kim panting, desperately horny, and extremely aroused.

***************

After recovering from Debbie's little seduction, Kim spent most of the rest of the morning in her room feverishly rubbing and finger fucking her seemingly always horny and wet pussy, all to thoughts of having sex with her children. She knew she could never, ever allow herself to repeat her little sexual act with Debbie and she definitely couldn't allow herself to ever spread her legs for her own son.

After her lengthy finger-fuck session, Kim showered and dressed, then began to do the chores that seemed to never end. She had a lot of housework to get done today. It was mindless work that gave her plenty of time to think, actually too much time to fret over one particular topic that she'd just as soon avoid.

But it wouldn't leave her alone. They wouldn't leave her alone.

Her eighteen-year-old twins were always on her mind. Especially Randy.

Her son was such a strong presence that even when he wasn't around, she could still feel him, smell him, and almost taste him.

The more she thought about it, the more Kim was sure that her incestuous dreams were nothing more than an extension of her repressed lust. She was sure that what was happening with her, what she was going through, it was all about hunger, about a sexual need. She had seen that hunger in her son's eyes when he'd taken in her nudity less than a week ago and that look had unleashed something within her that she'd never experienced before.

She found it unsettling that a random occurrence, one unexpected event could completely send her life spinning out of control. If she could have predicted all of this a month ago, she still wouldn't believe it was happening to her.

How was a mother supposed to deal with the knowledge that she'd had incestuous lesbian sex with her daughter during a threesome with a man who wasn't her husband? How was she to deal with the yearning, the deep sexual hunger she felt for her own son? How was she expected to continue to fight those feelings when she knew it was a losing battle?

Well, the only thing she had going on today was a meeting in the late afternoon with Randy's homeroom teacher. If her thoughts got to her, if she began to feel horny again, she'd just head up to her bedroom and make herself cum again until she'd satisfied her lust.

She absolutely couldn't give in and have sex with her children.

***************

A graded test paper was placed in front of him, a big red A at the top next to a scrolled 'Great Job!' A pair of legs -- nice legs -- stopped beside his desk. Randy looked up. Mindy looked down at him, a celebrity smile on her face.

Mindy Dean was the hottest teacher at North Hills High. No other teacher was close. She was probably in her late twenties, maybe very early thirties; Randy had never bothered to ask. It didn't matter to him. All he knew was that she loved sex.

She was a strikingly attractive woman, with large, almond shaped eyes, blond hair cascading to her shoulders, and just a hint of a fashionable overbite. She had long smooth legs on top of black high heels. Her skirt clung to her like it had been painted on. He blouse was a little looser, but did very little to conceal her big, round, creamy tits.

He watched her shapely toned legs and the way her ass swayed ever so slightly when she walked away from his desk. She'd left behind her scent, dark, sensuous, subtle, yet sexy.

Stacy hadn't noticed. She was busy looking over her own paper, reading the notation that Mrs. Dean had left in the top margin about the excellent work Stacy had done. As she read the test, she put the eraser end of her pencil against her teeth, erotically running it along her full, sensuous lips.

He swallowed and glanced around the room and found Mrs. Dean looking directly at him with her enticing blue eyes, full lips, and her face framed by her long blond hair. She held his eyes, then she winked.

"Oh, puh-leez." He heard Stacy say under her breath. She'd caught Mrs. Dean's wink to him.

Shit!

***************

Wednesday afternoon.

Maggie Hubbard stood in the faculty ladies room and checked her appearance in the mirror. Meeting her own eyes in the mirror, she chided herself for being so ridiculous. "Calm down, Maggie," she muttered. "He's only a teenager, for God's sake! Nothing to get all flustered over."

The woman looking back at her in the mirror didn't seem so convinced.

She gave her image an awkward smile followed up by an uncomfortable giggle.

Geez, Maggie, she thought, you haven't acted this way over a man in probably ten years.

She hurried back to her desk and waited. Maggie had been looking forward to seeing Randy all morning. When she hadn't caught a glimpse of him by ten-after-one she felt the disappointment, almost as if she'd been rejected. A tight fist constricting around her heart, tormenting her.

Then, when he did finally enter the office and smiled, her heart did a stupid little jump and her stomach fluttered. When he said 'Hi' his voice stole her breath away. She could barely breathe out a reply.

Then, he was gone, into the coach's office.

She ignored the warm feeling between her legs, refused to think of those sexy, seductive eyes for another second. Damn, what was she thinking? Of kissing him? Of letting him fuck her? That would be a mistake she really couldn't dare to risk.

She felt confused; she didn't trust herself when it came to him. She felt like giggling each time she thought of him. Whenever she saw him she'd get all girly and want to cling to him. It was so uncharacteristic for her to act that way for any man, let alone an eighteen-year-old boy.

Maggie swallowed hard, licked her lips, her heart lurching again, and she felt her skin flush, her cheeks growing hot. Randy, more and more, seemed to have that effect on her.

Always.

Every day.

Maybe I should try him out, she thought, a slow smile spreading across her face. She could walk into Coach Thompson's office, seduce him, let him mount her. Would she lie across the desk? Or maybe let him take her from behind, bent over the desk, her arms reaching across, holding onto the far edge of the desk as he grunted with pleasure, driving into her, making her gasp.

Her lower abdomen tightened.

The need started to pulse through her.

***************

Mindy Dean sat in the teacher's lounge wondering if Randy Hayles would stop by her classroom after seventh hour and fuck her again. Just thinking about him had suddenly gotten her so incredibly aroused, her need for sex becoming urgent. She was actually creaming her panties just thinking about him, something she was doing a lot of lately. Mindy had never been this horny for a man before.

I've got to get him to fuck me today, she thought. Then she suddenly remembered that she had a meeting scheduled to begin right after seventh hour, with of all people, Randy's mother to discuss the first quarter! She groaned to herself, knowing that she couldn't wait another twenty-four hours to feel Randy's big cock plowing into her horny little slit. She was going to have to reschedule with Kim Hayles.

She took her cell phone from her purse, popped open her lap-top, opened her student information folder, found the home number for the Hayles', punched the numbers into the phone and placed it to her ear.

"Hello?" she heard from a sultry female voice.

"Hi, is this Kim Hayles?"

"Yes."

"This is Mindy Dean, Randy's homeroom teacher."

"Oh," relief that it wasn't some telemarketer. "What can I do for you Mrs. Dean?"

"I'm sorry about the late notice, but I've had something come up this afternoon, could we reschedule our meeting?"

"Oh, sure, no problem. When?"

"Are you free this evening? I could drop by your place or if it would be more convenient for you, we could meet at my house."

"Well, yeah, I could meet you at your house. What time?"

"Say, five-thirty? Would that be okay?" Mindy asked, adjusting the phone so she could hear her more clearly.

At the other end there was a brief, reflective silence before she replied. "Five-thirty will be fine. How do I get to your house?"

Mindy gave her directions and said, "I'll see you this evening, and thanks for understanding."

She smiled when she flipped her phone shut with the knowledge that in just a couple of short hours, she would get her horny pussy thoroughly and satisfyingly fucked by Kim Hayles sexy eighteen-year-old son.

***************

"Fuck my wet pussy, Randy!" 

The desk screeched in protest as it slid on the linoleum floor as he pounded into the sexy teacher. Mindy humped her ass in a frenzy as the hung teen banged her bald pussy with his prick.

"Uh! Oh fuck! Fuck my juicy, wet cunt! Harder stud! Do it harder! My pussy needs it hard!"

Randy fucked his teacher as hard as he could, pumping his cock deep inside her clinging, wet snatch, clawing her hips, pulling her to him as he slammed his thick fuck pole in and out her cunt. Mindy felt an intense orgasm welling up deep with-in her womb. She fucked back against him like a bitch in heat, her face a mask of ecstasy, completely lost in the satisfying bliss delivered by his huge, stiff, pounding cock.

"Fuck me! Fuck my horny fucking cunt! Oh! Oh! Yes! I'm cumming! You're making my pussy cum!"

Randy slammed his hips forward, impaling his pleasure producing prick into his sexy English teacher's pussy. He came with her, sharing an orgasm, spraying great, thick, sticky ropes of cock cream into her buttery cunt. Mindy bit her lower lip, stifling a squeal as she felt the load spewing deep into her womb, soothing the itchy walls of her pussy.

"That was wonderful," she told him, laying back on the cool surface of her desk, panting.

When he pulled out, she felt an overwhelming sense of loss. It scared her that she had fallen so deeply for him, she knew it was lust, rather than love, but she'd still fallen in deep.

"We've got to quit having sex in my classroom; we're going to get caught. It's not a matter of if, but when we'll be caught," she told him.

"Where else can we, um, do this?"

"You mean fuck?" she asked with amusement in her eyes.

"Yeah," he was smiling too.

"Well, my husband goes out of town a lot on business, so we have my house. We can figure something out," she said and kissed him.

They rummaged around in the disarray of discarded clothing on the floor, locating and handing each other items of clothing as they re-dressed silently in the spacious classroom.

"You better get moving. You don't want to be late for practice," she instructed. "Besides, I have to get going; I have a couple of errands to run before I meet with your mother."

Randy stiffened and stopped dead in his tracks. "My mother?"

"Parent teacher conference. I was supposed to be meeting with her right now, but I, well, I rescheduled so we could have sex," she blushed.

"Is she coming here?" he asked, guiltily looking around.

"No, we're meeting at my house," she answered, noting the nervous way Randy was handling this. Hmm, she wondered.

***************

Maggie walked down the hallway to the front doors, having just finished for the day, passing groups of young men heading off to football practice. Getting ready for the big Homecoming game she thought, just as she came face-to-face with Randy as he rounded the corner with Zach and Rick. His blue eyes were focused directly on her.

"Oh," Maggie said, "hello boys."

"Hi Mrs. Hubbard," they all said.

And then, Maggie almost lost all of her composure, Randy Hayles winked at her!

Maggie continued down the sidewalk toward the faculty parking lot, trying to maintain her composure and walk semi-normally on now wobbly knees.

"Mrs. Hubbard is sure looking good," Rick said when they were safely out of Maggie's hearing.

"Damn right. She sure does get the old dobber up," Zach said.

"The old dobber?" The other two said in unison. "Where the fuck did you come up with that one?" and they all laughed.

"My grandpa says it all the time, I like it. It's old-school."

Zach was known for his zany sense of humor.

"Old dobber," Randy repeated, shaking his head and chuckling. "You're right. I like it too. There's something about it."

"Old school," Zach said.

***************

He winked at her with his playful eyes. Her heart did a crazy little rat-a-tat-tat for a brief half second, she could hardly breathe.

He'd winked at her!

Her heartbeat accelerated as she thought about it, and this time her insides shivered.

Maggie reached into her purse, digging for her car keys with a trembling hand, and a wildly beating heart.




Homecoming High Ch. 03



Once she reached her car she looked back in the direction from which she'd come, looking for the three young men, laughing as teenage boys do, silently watching them with wide-eyes as they walked to the locker room, her excitement rising. 

One inside her car, she sat in the driver's seat, breathing hard, wondering what it would be like to let Randy Hayles have her. To let him kiss her, run his tongue along her neck, maybe nibble on her earlobe, squeeze and caress her bare breasts, to nurse at her nipples.

She wondered how his kiss would taste, what his touch would feel like, how it would feel to have him ramming his big cock into her needy little pussy.

She was squirming in her seat, her panties growing wet, nipples tingling, and her heart thumped in her ears as she thought about how handsome he was.

Oh, Dear God, you have to quit thinking that way, Maggie. You can't get involved with him.

But she remembered looking into his eyes, his tender, seductive, sexy blue eyes that held the promise of wild, unbridled, teenage passion, of overwhelmingly satisfying sex.

Quit thinking like that, she scolded herself, jamming the key into the ignition, starting the car, putting it in gear and heading for home.

Desperately horny.

Curtis is going to get lucky tonight, she thought with a wicked grin.

***************

Wednesday evening.

"I hope I'm not imposing, asking you to come to my house like this," Mindy said.

"Of course not!" Kim said as Mindy held the door open.

"Please, come in and have a seat. Can I get you something to drink?"

"No thank you, I'm fine," Kim said, smiling as she took a seat on the sofa. Mindy sat down on one of the wing chairs facing the sofa. Mindy noticed, not for the first time, that Randy's mother was a pretty woman, with large breasts that produced a deep, inviting cleavage.

"So, Mrs. Dean, how is Randy doing?"

Mindy smiled as she looked into dazzling blue eyes of the busty mother and said, "Please, call me Mindy."

"I'm Kim."

Mindy could tell that there was something on Kim's mind other than her son's scholastic achievements. Randy's mother had a sort of far off look in her eyes.

Kim?" She spoke her name softly, a verbal caress. "Are you still with me?"

"What? Oh...I'm sorry...I was just thinking about..." Kim broke off her reply and then looked down into her lap, no longer responding to Mindy.

Mindy stood up, crossed to the couch, and collecting her skirt under her thighs, she sat primly on the edge of the sofa next to Kim, looking at her, letting the concern show in her eyes. Mindy gingerly took Kim's hand and placed it between her own.

"Is everything alright? You look like you're about to break down and cry at any second," Mindy said in a quiet, soothing voice.

Looking at the pretty young teacher and thinking of her incestuous encounter with her daughter, of cheating on her husband, about all of the dreams and illicit thoughts she harbored about having sex with her own son, Kim decided that now might be a good time to talk to someone about it.

But could she confide in a woman that she barely knew?

Tears formed in Kim's eyes, she fought it back, not wanting to break down in front of Mindy.

"I think that this might be a good time for you to have a stiff drink," Mindy said as she stood up, heading toward the kitchen.

"I...um..." Kim started to protest but then thought better of it. Mindy was right, she could use a drink to calm her nerves. "Here, I'll help you," she said as she too stood and followed the sexy blond into the kitchen.

"Why don't we open a bottle of wine?" Mindy smiled.

"Sounds good to me." 

Mindy took two wine glasses from the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of Merlot from the wine rack. Taking a corkscrew, she inserted it through the wax seal, gave it four twists and popped the cork without spilling a drop. She poured the wine and handed a glass to Kim.

They took their wine and went back to the couch, sat down and faced each other.

Mindy held up her glass, and in her soothing voice said, "To a good glass of wine."

Kim touched her glass with Mindy's and said, "To a gracious host." and both women took a sip. The wine went down smoothly.

"So, what's troubling you?" Mindy asked.

Kim took another sip while she decided how and if she wanted to answer.

"Something's wrong Kim. I'm offering you an outlet. I don't care if you tell me about it or if you just want to use my shoulder to cry upon, but you need to have some sort of release," she gently stated.

"Thanks. I just don't know where to start."

"The beginning would be good," Mindy said, smiling.

Kim smiled back. "The beginning," she said, a sudden look of dread in her eyes. 

Mindy glanced at Kim. Her face was flushed, her eyes watery. "Are you okay?"

Kim wiped her eyes. "No. Not really."

"So let's talk about it."

She took another sip of wine before continuing. "This is really hard for me to talk about. I've done some very embarrassing things, made some wrong decisions. I'm afraid that if I tell you about it, I'll get in trouble."

"Well, I don't want you to get in trouble, just to talk out your problem."

Kim set her wine glass on the coffee table and began nervously twisting her fingers. "It's complicated."

"Trust me. I've seen my share of complicated matters. Heck, I've been involved in a lot of them," Mindy laughed.

Kim looked at her, gauging whether or not she should take a chance and trust Mindy. She took a deep breath and plunged in. "Once I start, well, I don't know how much of this you're going to want to hear. It's sort of sexual in nature."

"At this stage in my life, I'm well past being embarrassed by sex talk," Mindy assured her. "Go ahead and give it to me."

"Um...I'm not sleeping well because of all of this. I'm a wreck...I guess you're wondering what I'm getting at." Kim said as she began rambling. "You see, I'm afraid I... ahh...I'm not sure if I could find enough nerve to talk to you about it. It's...well, you know...very private, personal actually. I mean...I keep telling myself I need to talk to someone about it, but I, well...you know, I don't know you very well and I guess I'm just not comfortable."

"Kim, just tell me. It's like taking off a band-aid. The quicker you do it, the less it hurts," Mindy told her as she let her hand come to rest on Kim's knee. Kim's insides tightened, yet fluttered with a sudden sexual awareness, the tiny hairs on her forearms stood at attention.

Looking at the sexy young woman sitting next to her, she could see a hunger in her eyes, the attraction wasn't one sided, Mindy felt it too. Kim let out a long sigh, facing her decision with trepidation, torn between a deep yearning to tell somebody about her desires and the fear of how she might react when she heard the mother's terrible, incestuous confession. "I've had an affair," she finally blurted out.

"Oh," Mindy said, eying her with startling blue eyes that looked out from under long, fluttering lashes. "Is it ongoing?"

"No. Oh no. It was a onetime deal," Kim replied at once.

"Well, that's not so bad."

"Yes, it is. I've cheated on my husband, and there is something much worse about it," Kim said, looking down at Mindy's hand which was now gently stroking her thigh just above the knee.

"Let me make this a little easier for you," Mindy said soothingly. "I've had an affair of my own. In fact, I'm still having it."

Kim took a deep breath and met the sexy teacher's eyes. "Really?"

"Yes," Mindy's blue eyes grew thoughtful, distant.

The shared knowledge made Kim feel a little bit better. "But I've also had sex with...with...with a teenager," she admitted.

This got Mindy's full attention. "Did you have sex with one of Randy's friends?"

Kim stiffened and crossed her arms over her ample chest, which strained against the material of her silk blouse. "No," she said.

Mindy noticed her student's mother's stiff nipples standing out conspicuously from her soft mounds against the smooth material of her blouse; they were hard as little pebbles. The busty MILF was getting hot, she thought and let her fingers caress Kim's thigh up to the hem of her skirt, running her finger tips from her knee to the skirt, slowly letting them drop until she was caress the horny mother's inner thigh just below her hem-line.

A rush of pure lust flooded Kim's senses, she became red-faced and light-headed, her pulse pounding in her ears, her heart thudding as she trembled and shook with a shameless, wanton lust. What she sensed was about to happen just couldn't be happening. It had to be some kind of dream.

"You had sex with a teenager, but it's not one of your son's friends, so who was it?" the sexy, blond teacher asked in a breathy, seductive voice as she continued to gently caress Kim's silky thigh.

And without really thinking, Kim said it. She didn't know why, or what had come over her, what had prompted her to admit to having an incestuous lesbian fling with her daughter, but she did. "I...uh...had sex...the teenager, was...she's...well...Debbie! My own daughter!"

"Debbie?" Mindy said with a raised eyebrow. She suddenly realized that her breathing had quickened, and that she could feel her pulse beating in her pussy, pounding out a horny S.O.S. She let her fingers lightly brush a couple of inches up higher underneath the hem of Kim's skirt.

Kim's cheeks turned red with a deep blush, she shamefully averted her eyes from Mindy, avoiding her now lust filled stare. Kim wondered if there was any point in withholding the rest of her lurid tale. She decided that she'd already told her the worst of it; she might as well tell her all about the threesome.

God, the woman's finger-tip caress felt so good.

She told Mindy all about the late afternoon liaison between herself, Debbie and Dave Dunbar. Every sex filled detail. Between Mindy's caressing fingers, and recalling the story, Kim's pussy had become very wet, throbbing with lust, drooling her juices into her panties. She was so horny that she could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by an almost uncontrollable sexual frustration and a deep wanton, sexual desire for her son's sexy teacher.

"My God, Kim, that was the hottest story I ever heard," Mindy breathed.

"No...it's horrible. I had sex with my daughter!" She weakly protested, her thighs falling open just a little bit more, allowing Mindy to run her fingers a little higher on the sexually charged mother's smooth thighs.

"Is that all of it?" Mindy asked.

"No, not exactly. I've been...well...there have been these dreams."

"What kind of dreams?"

"Really sexy dreams. I have them almost every night..."

"About whom?" the sexy teacher prodded as she stroked her fingers back down to Kim's knee.

"I...uh...don't know...a dark stranger," Kim said, trying to cover for the fact that she dreamt about, and wanted to fuck her son.

"Hmm." Mindy frowned, not buying a word of it. She cocked her head slightly and brushed a strand of her blond hair behind her ear; she cracked a grim smile and cut straight to the chase. "Let me take a guess, you want to have sex with Randy so you're dreaming about him."

Kim gasped, her eyes glancing at Mindy and then just as quickly, cutting away, feeling her cheeks flushing scarlet. "How... how did you..." Kim began, lust vibrating her voice.

"Thinking about him has made you horny. Constantly horny," Mindy said, sliding closer, her hand creeping up higher on Kim's thigh.

A quiver of apprehension raced up Kim's spine. It was almost as if Mindy Dean could see inside her mind, read her thoughts. It unnerved her. It was also arousing her. She spread her legs some more, just enough for Mindy to gain a little better access.

Mindy leaned in so that her face was only inches from Kim's and in a low, seductive voice suggested, "You know, maybe it wouldn't really be such a horrible experience if you fucked Randy. You're horny, and being a teenage boy, you know that he's horny..."

Kim cut her off. "I-I can't do that. Oh God no! He's my son. It would be wrong."

Was it her imagination, or was there a hint of arousal in Kim's words? "But it would feel so right," Mindy added. "Besides, you already did it with Debbie."

"T-that was different!"

"How?" Mindy asked, letting her lips brush against Kim's, her hand up under the sexually charged mother's skirt, stroking her inner thigh, just below her panty crotch.

She didn't answer her. They faced each other boldly, a charged silence between them.

"How, Kim? How is it different? Isn't she also your child?"

"It was a different situation, I was seduced. If I had sex with Randy...I would have to initiate it. I can't do that," she practically pleaded.

"Just think about it," Mindy whispered into Kim's ear. "You could let Randy fuck you all night, right in your own bed! Doesn't the thought just get you all hot and wet? The obscene thought of sex with your own son? Letting him fuck you with his big, hard, teen-age cock?"

Mindy's fingers gently brushed across Kim's panty covered pussy mound.

Kim moaned desperately, her voice shaky, almost as if she could barely control herself. "No, please don't! Don't say that! I...I...we shouldn't do this...oh, God...I...oh...please..."

"You know perfectly well that you want to fuck him. You need to fuck him," Mindy interrupted, her smooth voice proclaimed, she took a long, pensive look at her. Kim's face was flushed. Mindy had her hand way up under Kim's skirt, brushing her fingers along the smooth flesh of the horny MILF's upper thighs, teasing her pussy through her silken panties.

Mindy also noticed that Kim had begun to hump her hips up and down, just a fraction of movement, but it was there, a small fucking motion. She looked at her big tits straining against the confining clothing and saw that Kim's nipples really stood erect, stiffly showing through her blouse. Kim was really getting turned on!

"Kim," Mindy asked softly, "are you horny?"

Kim gasped, shocked that Mindy would come right out and ask, but she was even more concerned that Mindy could tell how aroused she'd become. Horny? Am I horny? Hell yes I'm horny, she thought, it's taking every bit of self-restraint that I can muster just to keep myself from throwing my legs wide open and masturbate right here in front of you! "N-no...why?" she finally lied.

The sexy, young, blond teacher began rubbing Kim's wet, panty covered pussy, Kim unconsciously started really moving her hips around, pressing her increasingly aroused cunt against Mindy's hand.

"I think you're lying to me..."

Oh, dear lord, I am horny! Very, very horny, Kim realized just how desperate her situation was as she looked into Mindy's eyes and knew that Mindy could tell that her suspicions were correct, she had to be able to feel the dampness. Kim wondered if the younger woman was horny too. Kim chewed at her bottom lip as she tried to think this through; enjoying Mindy's roaming fingers, wondering what would happen next.

"You know," Mindy softly said, as she tugged at the elastic of Kim's panties, slipping a finger under the silken material, running it the length of her wet lips. "Maybe we should really analyze your situation. Perhaps we can figure out the reason that you want to fuck your son so bad." Mindy hissed the word 'fuck'. "Maybe you just can't help yourself for wanting him so badly. He has such an incredible body, Kim. You know, that boy is a real man. Why don't you just fuck him? I'll bet you'll find that he can't help wanting you either."

"Oh, God...p-please...oh...s-s-stop it...I can't," Kim stuttered. "S-stop talking like that...d-don't...oh...w-what are you doing?" she asked as Mindy found her clit and gave it a quick glance over.

"I'm just trying to help you, Kim. Don't you want to feel better?" Mindy brought her other hand up to the busty MILF's chest, rested her fingers lightly on the slope of Kim's right tit. "I have to feel these big tits of yours. Do you like to have them played with?" Kim was unable to speak; she just sat there, shaking with barely contained lust as Mindy continued to rub her pussy and play with her nipple.

Kim wiggled her ass back and forth on the sofa, enjoying the feeling as Mindy rubbed her fingers over her fiery pussy lips and massage her big breasts through her blouse. She felt her nipples grow harder, straining against the rough fabric of her lacy bra cups. 

"Do you think about Randy when you play with your pussy? Do you fantasize that it's his big cock instead of your fingers? Do you dream about fucking him, fucking your son?" Mindy asked, her voice almost a whisper. "Tell me about your dreams."

Kim's face turned a brighter shade of red, the blush creeping down her chest. "I couldn't do that. It's way too personal."

"Oh, come on, don't give me that, you just told me you ate out your daughter's pussy. Tell me about your dreams. I want to hear you tell me about your fantasies. Tell me how you dream about letting your son fuck you."

Kim looked at Mindy with a mixture of embarrassment, lust and longing. "Well, I really shouldn't, but I guess I can tell you. I've told you so much already," she said, shrugging her shoulders, and then continuing. "I dream these really realistic dreams. I wake-up and, this is really strange, it's hard to explain, but it's almost like I've really been having sex. It's almost like I can feel his presence. Does that make any sense?"

"Sure it does," Mindy said, feeling her own pussy becoming increasingly wet and creamy as her arousal grew from the situation she currently found herself in.

"These dreams have been so different from anything I've ever experienced in the past. I normally don't remember my dreams. In the past, if I remembered anything, it would only be a snippet here or there...an impression I had, a bit of the dream...maybe a face, or location, or even a sense." Kim paused, a far off look in her eyes. "Sometimes I remember the theme of the dream, but hardly ever do I recall everything. These dreams are so unique, I can, even now, remember every touch, every caress, every moan, every kiss and flick of his tongue. In these dreams, Randy is so real, so in control, his seduction of me is so thorough and complete."

"What does he do to you in your dreams?" Mindy asked, like a child listening to a particularly exciting story of heroes saving damsels in distress.

Kim's voice dropped to a whisper as if she might be overheard, then she said, "He fucks me...and licks me." Her face turned bright red as she spoke and she looked down toward her lap, watching Mindy's hand snake up under the hem of her skirt.

"Tell me about it."

Kim related the dreams to Mindy, every erotic detail. A flood of emotions washed over her as she told her about her lucid dreams, enjoying the feel of the rubbing, probing fingers working on her aroused little pussy.

"This is very hot. You're making me so horny; it's almost as if I've experienced your dreams."

"I know, I'm feeling it too," Kim admitted, a small smile curving the corners of her mouth. "All of this sex talk, not to mention what your fingers are doing, it's all very exciting."

"Something must have triggered all of this. Did you see him naked, or catch a glimpse of his cock?" She seductively asked.

"No, nothing like that, just in my dreams," Kim answered. "I...no...never mind."

"What? What were you going to say?"

"It's silly."

"Tell me," Mindy said.

Kim thought about it and then answered, her cheeks blushing. "I've checked out his crotch."

"And?"

"He seems to be well equipped down there," Kim said, looking away from Mindy's knowing eyes.

If you only knew, Mindy thought to herself, but said, "So, looking at his crotch set all of these dreams and fantasies in motion?"

"No, it started last week. The kids were out and I was expecting my husband home. I was really horny and really needed to have sex so I put on a very sexy, see-through night-gown and waited for Bill. I heard someone come in and went out to greet him, only it wasn't Bill, it was Randy." Kim paused, reliving the moment. "Bill's flight had been delayed, but I didn't know that. I'm telling you Mindy, the way Randy looked at me, his eyes were hungry for me; Bill doesn't look at me that way any longer. There was something inside me that just knew that night the situation was going to change everything between Randy and me. We had a little talk, and he told me he thought I was hot. After that, I couldn't stop thinking about him, or dreaming or fantasizing about him."




Homecoming High Ch. 03



There was a silence between the two women, both contemplating what was said.

"You fantasize about fucking him, why don't you straddle him and slide down on that big, teen-age cock and live out your dreams?" Mindy seductively suggested once again.

"No...I can't do that...it's wrong in so many ways...Jesus, Mindy...he's my son, besides, my fantasies...they're just dreams," Kim said.

Mindy couldn't stand it any longer; she moved closer to Kim and slid both her hands up, cupping Kim's tits, massaging them with her palms and finger-tips through her blouse and bra.

"Mindy! We shouldn't do this," Kim moaned, her body trembling with lust. "What if your husband comes home?"

"He's away on business, we're all alone here, nobody to bother us," she knowingly smiled.

Mindy began undoing the buttons, one by one, all the way down the front of Kim's blouse. Kim submissively sat there, allowing her son's sexy teacher to undress her. When Mindy had finished, she pulled the blouse out of Kim's skirt and stripped it off entirely, leaving her big breasted guest naked from the waist up with the exception of her sexy, lace cupped bra. Using her forefinger and thumb, Mindy undid the front-closing clasp and helped Kim out of the bra.

"You have an incredible body, Kim. I'll bet that Randy would love to get you naked and..."

"No! Please stop saying that," Kim moaned, interrupting her. "It's not right. Oh, God, Mindy, what are you doing to me?"

She ignored the question, and instead concentrated on the busty mother's tits. Kim's nipples were stiffly hard and erect. Mindy was in awe of their feather-light weight as she hefted the huge tits, they were pillow soft, yet they felt firm. The perfect set of tits.

"Your boobs are perfect. I've got to taste them." She whispered as she lowered her head, wrapping her full lips gently around one of Kim's stiff, ultra sensitive, rubbery nipples. Mindy groaned as she sucked on the older woman's tit.

Kim laid her head on the back of the sofa, her eyes fluttering, savoring the delightful sensation from Mindy's tongue as she licked and sucked on her tits. She was very good with her tongue, she was driving her wild and she began to coo and moan, a little sob of lust escaping her lips.

The need in Kim's pussy had her almost beside herself with desire. She whimpered as Mindy's fingers caressed her drooling pink slit. Mindy kept rubbing, once in a while letting her finger-tips penetrate her burning hole for the briefest of moments, teasing her, whipping her further into a horny frenzy of pure, sexual, lesbian lust. Just the thought caused her to shiver.

"Would you like to cum?" Mindy softly asked.

"Yes, oh God yes, I would," Kim confessed. "Help me, oh God help me... I want to cum so bad," she moaned, closing her eyes, thrusting her hips. "I need it so bad."

"Let's get these panties off then."

Kim helped her, lifting her hips so that Mindy could slip off her panties and hike her skirt up around her waist, Kim threw her legs open, splaying them wide, Mindy worked her middle finger inside of her gooey pussy burying it up her cunt. Kim realized that her pussy was soaking wet, the finger finding plenty of lubrication as the horny English teacher pumped it rapidly, finger-fucking her pussy while she went back to sucking on her nipples.

The flush in her cheeks turned nearly crimson, Kim suddenly realized that she'd lost all control and restraint over her lustful actions. Kim wasn't doing anything to resist her son's horny teacher. She knew that Mindy was as horny as a bitch in heat. Just like she was.

"You're so wet," Mindy whispered to her, pumping her finger rapidly in and out of Kim's cream oozing fuck hole.

"Yes... Oh, God yes!" She gasped as Mindy worked a second finger up into her wet, steamy, desperate cunt. In and out she pumped the naked MILF's juice-filled pussy, massaging the interior of her throbbing, increasingly horny cunt. Kim's pussy was hungrily clutching to the digits, sucking them in, soaking them with her cunt cream, the fingers began to produce a squishing sound each time Mindy plunged them into her pink hole as Kim whimpered helplessly.

Mindy eagerly sucked on one of Kim's distended nipples, her mouth practically covering the wide, goose-bumped areola. Mindy went back and forth between her tits, sucking and licking both of the extremely horny woman's lush nipples. Kim writhed on the couch, finding she was unable to control her growing lust.

"Mmmm, do you like it when I suck on your nipples?" Mindy purred.

"Yes," Kim hissed. "Suck on my tits. Finger me harder. Fuck my pussy. You're driving me crazy."

"I think your tits have had enough attention. Let's see if we can't make your pussy feel better," Mindy giggled as she slid off of the couch and onto her knees in between Kim's spread legs, she met no resistance as she spread Kim's thighs even wider, exposing her obviously dripping cunt to her hungry gaze, her pussy was quivering in anticipation. She ran the tip of her tongue along her upper lip, then pushed her face between Kim's inner thighs.

Kim blushed as Mindy took both hands and spread her pussy lips wide apart, completely opening her wet, pink, well-trimmed pussy. She leaned close, wiggling her tongue between the pouting cunt lips.

"Oh, Mindy...oh fuck...oh Mindy, suck me...suck my pussy..."

"Wouldn't you like to have Randy do this to you?"

"No," Kim moaned as Mindy returned her flicking tongue to her cunt. "Oh, no, stop, stop...don't say that...oh, fuck...eat me...eat me..." She cried as she humped and wiggled her sexy ass vigorously on the couch, fucking her wet pussy onto Mindy's face.

"Did Debbie lick your pussy like this?"

"Oh Mindy, please," Kim begged, talking about her children was really getting to her. "Please, don't talk...oh...oh God...about Randy...oh...and Debbie...oh fuck that feels good..."

Mindy noticed that Kim's cunt was getting even wetter. The more she brought up the twins, the hotter Kim seemed to get.

"Were you this hot and juicy when you let Debbie lick you for the first time? Does it make you horny when I ask you these questions? Does it make your pussy cream to think about your own daughter eating you out? How about if you think about your son fucking your pussy, the way it would feel to have his big, thick, throbbing cock fucking you?"

"Oh, God. Oh, God, stop saying that. Oh, fuck, I'm getting close," Kim moaned.

"Look at your clit, it's so swollen. Do you want me to lick it? Maybe I should suck on it," Mindy teased.

"Oh, yes...please suck my clit...oh, I need you to suck it," Kim pleaded.

"Not yet," she said.

Mindy dropped her head back between Kim's thighs, inhaling the fragrant aroma as she glued her mouth to the throbbing, dripping wet cunt. She flicked out her tongue, dragging it slowly up the drooling slit, lapping at the tasty juices as they flowed from the depths of the sex-charged mother's juicy pussy.

"No," Kim moaned. "I need you to suck my clit...oh, no...unh...oh, Mindy...oh...oh..."

Mindy's tongue explored Kim's slit, sliding up and down the mouth of the busty mother's fuck-hole, dipping inside and lapping the juice from the oozing cunt lips. Kim's horny pussy grew hotter and even wetter as she clutched Mindy's head and started humping against her tongue; her big tits quivering as she shamelessly thrust her wet pussy against Mindy's mouth. Her head was spinning, she felt dizzy with lust as an orgasm began to build deep within her horny cunt.

"Oh, my God! Oh yes! Suck me!" Kim pleaded, her eyes glazing over, she was starting to breathe hard, feeling the rush of her oncoming orgasm. "Oh, please! Oh, fuck, I'm so wet and horny! Suck my pussy! Your tongue feels so good! Oh... unh! Oh, yes Mindy, oh, lick it, lick my pussy! Lick my horny little cunt, Mindy, make me cum!"

Mindy didn't answer, more concerned with enjoying her task at hand, licking and sucking on Kim's sweet little cunt. Tenderly, she licked her way down and then back up the horny mother's inner thighs, encouraging Kim to spread her legs even wider. Mindy slid two stiff fingers into Kim's gooey pussy, provoking the MILF's ass to hump, thrusting her throbbing pink hole against their satisfying penetration.

"Oh Mindy...lick me...lick my pussy..."

Mindy couldn't believe how delicious Kim's cunt was. She pulled her head back from her pouting-lipped pussy and eyed the swollen, dark pink bud protruding at the top of her cunt. Kim's clit seemed to be badly in need of a good, hard, nice, long licking.

Kim's eyes were half closed as she lay back, enjoyed the licking being administered to her pussy slit until Mindy's tongue found her clit. The second she touched it, Kim's eyes flew open and her ass jumped from the cushions. She moaned loudly as Mindy diddled it rapidly with the very tip of her tongue.

"Oh yes! That's it! Lick me! Lick my clit while you finger me!" Kim gasped.

Mindy fucked her fingers rhythmically in and out of Kim's tight, wet pussy, and wrapped her lips around the horny mother's aching clit. Skillfully, she sucked Kim's sensitive little pink nub, drawing it out with her suctioning, puckering lips.

Kim let her thighs fall even wider apart, shamelessly grinding her hips on the couch, thrusting her cunt into Mindy's face. She dug her fingers into Mindy's hair, moaning and crying as the need for an orgasm built within her.

It had been a long time since Mindy had sucked on a pussy, she was amazed that she'd gone so long without, she liked the taste so much. She could feel her own pussy growing wetter and hornier as she relished the arousing aroma and taste of Kim's sweet fuck-slit.

"Unh! Oh! Oh, fuck, it feels so good! You're making me cum, Mindy! Don't stop! You're gonna give me a big one!" She could feel the pressure building, the need growing deep in her burning cunt as her juices boiled and her fuck cream flowed onto Mindy's lapping tongue.

Mindy moved her hand, using her fingers to delicately part Kim's pussy-lips while she continued to dart two fingers from her other hand in and out of the horny mother's buttery slick cunt. Mindy splayed the lips further, fully exposing Kim's swollen, pink clit and eagerly began flicking her tongue over it, pushing Kim's ultra-sensitive little bud back and forth, from side to side as she continued to jam her fingers into Kim's now eagerly clutching pussy.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh my God! Gonna cum!" Kim cried out. "Oh, fuck, suck it! I'm so close! Suck my clit, oh God, please suck me!"

Mindy kept her lips wrapped around Kim's clit. She sucked it gently, still ramming her fingers wildly in and out of her cunt. Kim squealed as she humped her hips off the couch, her orgasm so near.

Mindy suddenly withdrew her lips from the throbbing clit, wickedly with-holding Kim's orgasm from her. Kim whimpered and humped her ass up off the couch, trying in vain to get Mindy to finish her, writhing with frustration at the cruelty of being pulled back from the very brink of ecstasy. Mindy kept her at the edge, slowly pumping her fingers in and out of Kim's slimy cunt; occasionally she'd gently rub her clit with a thumb.

"Now then, I want you to admit that you want to fuck Randy. Don't you?" Mindy softly asked. 

"No, no, no...please let me cum," Kathy moaned, squirming with frustration. "No..."

"You know you want to fuck your son. Come on Kim, admit it," Mindy said insistently. "Don't you want to feel Randy's thick prick fucking your hot, horny pussy? Don't you think he'd be a good fuck? Admit that you want your son's big, thick prick and I'll suck your clit until I make you cream."

"Yes! Oh, God help me, yes! I want to fuck my son, I want his cock in my pussy!" She shamelessly admitted.

"Good girl," Mindy said as she dropped her head and glued her lips to Kim's aching clit. She puckered her lips and sucked on the little pink bud harder, Kim squealed and wildly humped her ass up off the couch, her hips jerked as she felt the wave of pleasure rolling over her.

"I'm cumming," Kim gasped, clutching Mindy's head. "Suck my clit...oh, fuck me...oh please, suck my pussy...unh...I'm cumming! Eat me! Eat me! Oh, fuck yes I'm cumming!" Kim screamed out as she gripped the couch cushions tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her hips no longer humping, her body locked in orgasmic bliss.

Kim's pussy gushed in orgasm, violently clamping down on Mindy's fingers, waves of pleasure washing over her. Kim's clit pulsed and throbbed between Mindy's sucking lips, a plentiful amount of pussy juice flowing heavily from Kim's climaxing cunt, Mindy brought her tongue down to the delicious hole, licking and sucking up the cunt cream as Kim's orgasm played out. Mindy kept her head buried between Kim's trembling thighs, until she had the cum drooling pussy completely cleaned.

Kim was sweaty, panting, and trembling, she settled back on the couch, catching her breath. Mindy smiled up at the horny mother from between her still spread legs, licking pussy-juice from around her lips.

"You're pussy is delicious," Mindy said as she rose to her feet, stripping off her clothes.

"What...what're you going to do now?" Kim asked, still breathing heavily.

"I want to lick your pussy some more. Lay down on the couch and I'll lick you while you suck on my pussy," Mindy said.

Mindy stood up shrugging her shoulders, sliding out of her blouse, exposing her slim waist and big, round bra covered tits. She reached to the side and unzipped her skirt, never taking her eyes off of Kim as she stripped completely naked. She removed her bra, her breasts barely dropping after their support was gone. They stood out proudly from her body, a bit big, but still magnificent, perfect breasts, standing proudly from the young teacher's chest. They were punctuated by long, hard, fat nipples.

While Mindy finished removing her clothing, Kim stretched out on the living room floor, staring boldly at Mindy's incredible body. Kim slid a hand between her wide spread thighs, letting her fingers glide between the glistening pink wetness of her cunt-lips.

Mindy couldn't believe how unbearably horny she was, her body was trembling with an almost unrestrained lust. The sexy, stacked, blonde teacher crawled over Kim and settled into a good sixty-nine, pussy licking position and buried her head between Kim's wide-open legs.

For a moment, when she was confronted with the bald pussy in front of her face, Kim just gazed up at Mindy's buttery pink slit, hungrily eyeing the woman's swollen, pouting pussy-lips, breathing in the aroma of her fragrant juices as Mindy licked and sucked on her slick, oozing cunt.

Kim flicked her tongue along the length of Mindy's slit. "God, you're so wet. Your pussy's delicious."

Mindy suddenly remembered exactly why her pussy was so wet; she still had some of Randy's cum inside her. "Kim," she said. "I need you to tell you something!"

"Mmm? What?" Kim asked as she flicked her tongue along Mindy's pussy lips.

"Remember that affair I told you I was having?"

"Yes," Kim replied and then went back to licking Mindy's tasty pussy.

"I've been having an affair with Randy. He fucked me this afternoon, his sperm is still in my pussy," Mindy admitted, wondering how Kim would react.

The first emotion to hit Kim upon hearing the news was anger, quickly followed by an extremely exciting, wanton lust as she stared up at Mindy's very wet, cream filled pussy, contemplating for a moment what she wanted to do, then she leaned forward and flicked the tip of her tongue over her labia and up to her engorged clit. She started frantically running her tongue all around in a desperate attempt to get at her son's sperm. Kim's tongue shot deep into the sexy blonds pussy, rooting for Randy's cock-cream, Mindy arched her back and let out a muffled scream into Kim's cunt as a wave of pleasure shot through her body.

"Oh, Kim, suck my cunt. Yes. Oh yes. Lick all of that good cum out of my cunt. You know you want to taste Randy's cum," Mindy hissed. "Lick the pussy that Randy was fucking with his big, thick cock. Think about it, your own son fucked this tight little pussy you're licking right now, then he shot it full of his delicious, creamy cum."

Kim let out a moan that sounded more like a whimper as she hungrily plastering her mouth over Mindy's sperm filled pussy. Mindy was delighted that telling Kim about her and Randy would make the horny mother go all slutty for her cum filled cunt. She let out a long moan of passion as Kim really began to suck, lick, and ream her cunt. Kim eagerly slid her tongue up and down Mindy's pulsing fuck-hole, expertly lapping the pussy juice and cum from her bald little slit.

"Suck it, Kim! Suck my fucking cunt!" Mindy moaned, humping her ass and arching her back as Kim rhythmically thrust her tongue over her sexual core. Mindy was grinding her wet pussy against Kim's lips. "Suck it, come on, clean it up! You know you love the taste of your son's fresh cum in my pussy!"

Kim was going crazy with lust and she frantically licked at Mindy's pussy. Her tongue ravenously flicking and gliding up and down the sexy little teacher's buttery cunt slit, causing Mindy's tight, pink, little pussy-hole to swell and throb with a building pleasure.

"Oh, yes! That feels so fucking good," Mindy moaned as she ground her pussy down on Kim's flicking tongue. "Ooooohhhh, stick your tongue in my cunt, tongue-fuck my pussy!"

"Did you enjoy fucking my son? Did you? Are you a slut for my son's cock now?" Kim demanded as she slid two fingers inside Mindy's tight fuck-tunnel, pumping them in and out of her horny pussy like a small, thrusting prick.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes! I'm Randy's cock whore!" Mindy screamed and clutched her hands around Kim's thighs, her whole body trembling as the pleasure of the busty MILF'S cunt-sucking and finger-fucking steadily built up in her sexy, naked body. "That's right, I'm a slut! Oh fuck, you're a great pussy-licker! Suck my clit! Unh! Oh, Kim, please suck my clit! I'm close, I need to cum! Oh fuck, I need to cum!"

Mindy's swollen clit was protruding from the top of her pink little cunt. Kim flicked her tongue higher, brushing and swiping the tingling, pulsing clit expertly. Mindy instantly dug her fingers into Kim's thighs and humped her ass at a much quicker pace, coating Kim's face with a layer of pussy-juice.

"Oh...oh...oh God...oh...suck my clit...suck my clit!" she cried. "Oh my pussy...oh, Kim...suck my pussy...oh fuck...oh fuck, I'm ready to cum!" Mindy moaned loudly, humping her tight ass in a delirium of passion. "Oh fuck! Yes! I'm cumming! Suck my pussy! Suck my horny, fucking pussy! Oh... yes...cumming...oh...cumming!"

Her climax was long and hard, Mindy's luscious body seized in the throes of pleasure. Kim kept plunging her fingers into the cumming cunt and sucking her throbbing little clit with enthusiasm, helping the horny blond ride the wave through the peak of her cum.

Finally, when the ecstasy subsided, Mindy rolled off of Kim and lay back on the floor panting, smiling wearily, and looked at her new lover with lust-glowing eyes, watching as Kim sucked her fingers clean.

"Oh, Kim," she purred. "You really know how to lick a cunt, once you get started...damn girl, you really got me off."

***************

"Where are my panties?" Kim asked, slowly turning in a full circle, searching for the lost article of clothing.

Mindy looked around as she retrieved her own clothing. "I don't see them," she said, not telling Kim that she'd kicked them under the sofa.

"Well, I can't go home without panties."

"I'll go up to my room and get you a pair if we don't find yours," Mindy offered as she continued to dress.

Once Mindy was fully dressed she helped look for the missing panties, getting down on her hands and knees, looking underneath the sofa, seeing the panties, but proclaiming. "They're not under here."




Homecoming High Ch. 04



Wednesday night into Thursday morning.

After her evening tryst with Mindy, Kim had come home sated, after fixing dinner for the twins and cleaning up the dishes she'd felt almost sapped of energy, her body more relaxed than she'd felt in months. Kim had gone to bed early and fallen asleep quickly.

She had not had the same frantic dream cycle.

Now that she was wide awake, she tried not to think about Mindy but, of course, she could think of nothing else. Not about the things she'd done with her, she thought about the things Mindy had said to her. The more she remembered how Mindy had related the way that Randy had fucked her, the more she wanted him. Her lust for her own son was becoming unbearably strong.

Lately, just the sight of her son caused her heart to beat a little faster and butterflies to explode within her stomach. Her physical attraction to him only grew stronger with each passing day. If she were a teenager she would have thought it was love, but she knew better, experience told her it was purely sexual.

Kim wondered if she was the same woman she'd been just a few weeks ago, or if she was somehow morphing into some sex-crazed, middle-aged MILF. Last night, with Mindy the sex had been so...oh, God! She closed her eyes, remembering, lush and wild and uninhibited, so hot and unlike her that just the thought of it brought a heated flush to her face and started her juices flowing.

She'd never done the things that she'd done in the past week. If she'd have been asked, she would have said that Kim Hayles would never have had sexual encounters like that. Not outside of marriage, not with another woman, not with her children's teachers, and especially not with her own daughter!

Yet, here she was, she was that woman. The yearning, the hunger she felt for her son had brought out a side of her that she didn't know existed, one so startling that she wouldn't be surprised to see a stranger looking back at her in her bedroom mirror. As she glanced over at the mirror mounted over the big mahogany dresser, Kim was greeted by the same face that had been looking back at her for over forty years.

She sighed, got out of bed, and padded into her bathroom. When she finished, she washed her hands, threw her robe on over her nightgown and headed for the kitchen to get the coffee going.

While waiting for the black elixir to brew, Kim realized how completely horny she was this morning. Without giving her actions a second thought, she quietly hurried down the hallway to the bathroom her son used, wanting to get in there before he got up to take his shower.

Once inside, with the door closed and locked, Kim quickly decided to strip out of her nightgown and tease her son a little bit. She undid the belt on her robe, slipping it off of her shoulders and let it fall to her feet as her body trembled with excitement. Kim quickly pulled her nightgown up over her head and off of her body, tossing it aside on the bathroom floor.

Taking a moment she turned sideways looking at her profile, studying herself critically in the mirror. She decided her body was in great shape for a woman in her mid-forties. Of course she worked hard to keep it taut and toned, no paunch, no saddlebags, no sagging skin beneath her arms, her workouts helped keep it that way. Her breasts stuck out and sat proud upon her chest, barely showing any signs of succumbing to gravity, her erect nipples were hard and engorged with blood from her mounting excitement. She ran the tips of her fingers over them resulting in a pleasurable sensation that shot straight to her vagina making her arousal intensify. Straightening her posture, she pushed her chest out and ran her hand down from her chest and over her flat belly. She slid her panties down her legs and then kicked them off. She stood naked before the mirror fully evaluating her figure. Not too bad, she thought, it hardly looked like the body of a 44-year-old woman with two teenage kids.

Her hand unconsciously slid back across her belly, straying lower, and into the thin, well-trimmed line of pubic hair. Kim's finger flicked her clit a couple of times. God, she really needed a nice, long cock, she sighed just thinking about it. She moved her hand lower, sliding a finger between the soft, moist, pliable pink folds, pressing her finger upward, inward, experiencing the sudden warm, arousing burst of sexual heat that swept through her.

Stop! You don't have time for that, not now. Later.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. "Hey! Open the door! What are you doing in my bathroom, hag?"

"I'll be out in a second," Kim said, a smile spreading across her lips.

"Mom? Oh, uh, sorry. I thought Debbie was in there."

As she looked at her nude image in the mirror, she worried that she was making a mistake. Was this a bad decision? Kim resolved her conflict when she decided that there couldn't be that much harm from a little teasing. Bending over she picked up her clothing. She dropped her panties and nightgown in the hamper, then tugged the robe back on, pulling it shut tight over her nude body and tying the belt in a loopy bow.

Her nipples were extremely hard and protruding through the material, poking the cloth out with two noticeable little bumps. She made sure to leave a noticeable gap in the robe, looking in the mirror Kim could clearly see a fair amount of both cleavage and the soft flesh that sloped between her big tits. The look was considerably sexy, just what she wanted, perfect to tease her son. The mere thought that she'd catch Randy looking at her cleavage sent a wave of arousal through her, she felt her pussy begin to moisten.

Sighing, she re-adjusted the belt on her robe and opened the bathroom door, her tits seductively jiggled beneath the robe as she stepped into the hallway. Randy stood outside, obviously waiting for her to finish so he could get in and proceed to get ready for school. They looked at each other, their gazes connecting for several seconds before he finally looked away, his eyes straying down, stopping where her breasts pushed the robe out revealing an impressive amount of smooth, soft, deep, fleshy cleavage.

Kim's pussy flooded with a flow of fuck oils as she saw the tenting bulge of an obvious hard-on beneath his pajama bottoms. Her face flushed when she realized she'd been staring at her son's cock. It was obvious from the swell under his pajamas that his prick was just as large as Mindy had promised. She felt her pussy tingling, and that made her even hornier. When Randy's eyes finally returned to his mother's she could see pure wanton desire burning from them, she hoped her own didn't reveal the same desire. She was weak in the knees, she couldn't move, her skin was afire as she looked into his dazzling blue eyes.

Her little ploy had worked. It had really worked, he wanted her, Kim liked the feeling, and it felt good to be desired, even if it was by her eighteen-year-old son.

She began to worry when neither of them moved, they both stood there, leering at one another. The safe, cautious part of her brain started screaming, she shouldn't have done this; she was playing a dangerous game. Why had she put herself in such a predicament? She had placed herself in a situation where she was feeling very tempted to beg her own son to fuck her. How had she been so stupid to let her guard down? She had no business teasing her son, the consequences could be devastating.

Kim kept telling herself that nothing could come of the heated attraction she felt for her son. Teasing him had been an idiotic move on her part, especially since she was so hungry for him that she could taste it!

Taking a deep breath, Kim cleared her throat and whispered, "You better get ready for school."

"Yeah," Randy replied, his eyes reverting back to her deep, inviting, all to exposed cleavage. "I think that maybe we both should get dressed," he said as he brushed past his mother slipping into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Oh, Dear God! Randy hadn't just looked at her, his own mother, he had ogled her! His eyes had caressed her flesh exciting her and sending waves of arousal coursing through her horny body. Kim had forgotten how much fun and satisfying teasing could be, she hadn't done it in years. The way her son had looked at her brought it all back. No other man had looked at her like that in a very long time, not even her husband. Kim knew she was going to have to dress more sexy, subtle, but sexy so she could tease more men. What a rush.

The whole experience had left her breathless, her pulse racing, face flush, and her pussy was absolutely soaked, throbbing with an itch to be fucked.

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What the hell was that all about? Randy asked himself as he adjusted the temperature on the water for his shower. He stepped back and slipped his boxers and pajama bottoms off, picked them up and lifted the hamper lid and froze. Staring up at him, lying on top of his mother's nightgown was a pair of panties that he distinctly recognized.

Whoa! Those are Mrs. Dean's! What in the hell are Mrs. Dean's panties doing in the hamper in my bathroom lying on top of my mother's nightgown, he wondered.

**************

Kim wasted no time getting to her bedroom after she'd seen the kids off to school. She closed and locked her bedroom door; then stood there, leaning against it for a couple of minutes, allowing her breathing to return to normal. Once her erratically pounding heart returned to some semblance of normality, she crossed the room to the king-sized bed she shared with her husband untying and dropping her robe as she went, she sat on the edge, then lay back, her legs falling wide apart. She slid a hand down her body, between her legs, letting her fingers slide up and down her fiery slit, feeling the moist warmth there. She could feel her body responding to her touch, felt the fluttering climb into her belly as her passions ignited, a passion she held for her son.

She began rubbing her clit with her finger-tips. She brought her hand upward, slid two fingers into her mouth, wetting them with her saliva, tasting her juices. Bringing her hand back down, she slowly pressed her fingers against her clit, strumming them back and forth across the hard little pink bud.

Kim lay on the bed completely naked, wiggling her ass as she rammed two long, stiff fingers into her wet, horny pussy as fast as she could. The little teasing incident with Randy earlier in the morning had just served to make the busty mother hornier than before.

Kim was coming to the conclusion that it was becoming near impossible, almost pointless to try to resist her wanton, incestuous need for Randy. She wasn't even sure as to the exact reason why she should even try.

You're just a weak willed, horny slut, she sighed. Kim was beginning to understand that her almost unbearable lust was most likely only going to be satisfied by taking that final step and allowing very own son to fuck her.

She moaned as the fluttering in her lower belly turned into a pure, hot need. Her hips bucked upward in response. She moved her other hand up to her breasts, slowly teasing her erect nipples before seizing the left one between her fingers and thumb, rubbing it back and forth, tugging gently at it.

As her breathing quickened Kim felt the flow of juices leaking from her slit increase, completely soaking her fingers as they worked in between her pink pussy lips. She ground her ass into the bed, splaying her legs as far apart as she could, jamming her two fingers deep into her hungry hole.

She whimpered, feeling the heat climbing, her orgasm building inside her. Her clit was buzzing and her cunt burned with need as she pumped the fingers in and out of her slit, occasionally Kim pulled the digits out to rub them back and forth across her clit.

Arching her back, shoving her fingers hard into her pussy, she began driving her thumb against the clit. Using her free hand she squeezed her big breast, molding the spongy tit-flesh, driving her whole body into a frenzy of lust, feeling hot, electric shocks fire from her tit straight to her cunt.

She was becoming very vocal, moaning loudly as she finger-fucked her horny, wet pussy. Kim thought how fortunate she was that nobody was home because someone would surely have heard her cries of pleasure.

She slid a third finger to her buttery slit, stabbing all three in and out with a quick, rapid motion as her passion mounted. The heel of her hand strummed her clit with each thrust as she jammed her fingers into her wet snatch. 

Jesus I'm as horny as a bitch in heat! Kim thought as she flexed her cunt-muscles around her deeply penetrating fingers, fantasizing that it was really her son's big prick pleasuring her horny cunt as she fingered her slit for all she was worth. 

"Oh, God! I'm gonna cum!" she gasped, her voice shaking with a forbidden desire. "Oh, Jesus God! I want you to fuck me, you bastard, fuck my pussy, Randy! Oh, shit, oh fuck, fuck, fuck! Mommy needs her boy to fuck her cunt, Randy! Ooooohhhhh...yes...yes...I'M CUMMING!"

Suddenly her back arched forcing her chest higher, she threw her legs spread open as wide as she could, her eyes rolled back in her head as her mouth opened in a soundless cry of release. The violent orgasm traveled with furious speed through her naked body, her vision blurred, her head spun, her body jerked, shuddered, and her ass bucked wildly off the bed, her hot, pulsing pussy spewed fuck-oils onto her rapidly-fucking fingers. Kim moaned and whimpered, tirelessly humping her ass off the bed, gasping with satisfaction as her sticky fingers gushed in and out of her cunt, the orgasm they induced soothing the itchy walls of her needy little pussy.

When her orgasm subsided, Kim found that she was still horny. She collapsed flat on the bed in frustration, three fingers still buried in her twat. Her mind slowly calmed down, as her body cooled, her breathing slowing, returning to normal. Wearily, she slid her fingers free from her slit, her hand and arms dropping to either side of her weary body.

Once she regained her composure, she slid off the bed, brushing her wavy hair out of her eyes, her big tits jiggling as she strode across the room. She went to the French doors and looked outside. It was going to be a beautiful fall day, the colors were starting to turn. As she drank in the sight, studying the pleasing foliage, she was also thinking about everything that had happened over the past week, looking back, she wondered if she had it to do all over again, would she do anything differently.

Hindsight being what it was, she could better analyze each situation, but after considering the circumstances she came to the conclusion that there wouldn't have been much she could have changed, nor would have. She had no control over the way Randy felt about her any more than she could control the way she felt about her son. She probably could have controlled the situation better between herself, Debbie, and Dave Dunbar, but she had to admit, it had been a wonderfully wicked experience, likewise with her and Mindy's evening suck-fest.

There was no longer any question of if she'd have sex with her son, the question now was, when would she let Randy fuck her.

Oh my God! Am I becoming a slut?

**************

Thursday, just after lunch.

Maggie Hubbard was leaning both hips against the edge of her desk, long legs stretched out in front of her, long legs flowing from a short skirt. The thought of fucking eighteen-year-old Randy Hayles was a lure that was becoming just too powerful for her to deny.

Her pulse beat unsteadily as she pushed herself off the edge of her desk.

She couldn't get her mind clear of the stories her best friend Mindy Dean had confided in her. Mindy had fucked one of her students, and she said he had the nicest cock she'd ever been fucked with. It was forbidden for school staff to have sex with the students, in fact, it was against the law, but that only served to make the stories that much more exciting. Maggie's panties were absolutely soaked thinking about it. Since first hearing of Mindy's sexual adventure with Randy Hayles, Maggie was becoming increasingly very horny.

Now having seen Randy Hayles in the flesh, so to speak, and knowing that he was just beyond the door to Coach Thompson's office, she felt an almost irresistible need. The pressure was intense, a driving force; the thought of the young, big, fat, pussy pleasing cock in such close proximity was just too much.

She walked around her desk and sat in her chair. What to do, she questioned herself.

Maggie looked up when the office door swung open to see Mindy walk in with a smile on her face. "He's in there, isn't he?"

Maggie just nodded.

"Well?" Mindy asked.

"Well what?"

"You're not going to back out on me, are you?"

"What about the office?" Maggie weakly protested.

"What about it? I'll watch it for you. Go," Mindy commanded.

Without putting much more thought into it, Maggie stood from where she had been sitting behind her desk, straightened her skirt, took a deep breath, and quivering with anticipation, walked over to the office door with a lot of roll-and-sway in her walk. She pushed the door open without knocking.

The eighteen-year-old glanced up. Maggie's heart skipped a beat. She stared into his sexy blue eyes. Her heartbeat took-off. 

"Hello, Randy," she said breathlessly, flashing an infectious smile.

He looked up, surprise showing in his eyes. "Hi."

She stepped into the room, closing the door. "Mindy told me what a great lover you are," she said through a suggestive overbite, her face intent. "I was wondering if you'd like to show me."

"W-what? M-Mrs. Dean told you?" he said, genuinely stunned, his round, panicked eyes wary.

"Oh, yes. She told me. Everything." She declared, her perfectly lined lips turned ever so slightly upward at the corners, obviously enjoying herself.

"B-but she said that we had to keep it our secret!" She could see his agitation. His eyes darting from left to right, focusing on nothing in particular. Looking for an escape route?

"Well," Maggie started. "If I let you fuck me, then we'll have a secret too."

"W-what?" he stammered. She was moving very fast. His train of thought was lost. He was momentarily confused, his breathing becoming quick and shallow, his pulse pounding.

"Don't you find me sexy?" she asked as she moved closer. She was an attractive woman with deep brown eyes and a tiny little nose. Her breasts were round and prominent, shifting beneath her blouse as she moved. She brushed her raven black hair out of her eyes as she watched him.

"Y-yes," he said a bit sheepishly, putting his book down on the desk, the atmosphere in the room was suddenly charged with an intense sexual awareness.

"Then we better get started. We don't have a whole lot of time."

Mrs. Hubbard kicked off her pumps and bent at the waist grabbing the hem of her skirt, lifting it until she had it bunched around her waist. She slid her thumbs along the elastic of her pantyhose and hooked them behind the hose and her panties. In one fell swoop, she pushed the garments down the length of her well muscled legs and stepped out of them, kicking them aside. She straightened back up with her skirt still gathered around her waist revealing her nakedness.

Randy was stunned, he sucked in air, realized sweat was beading on his forehead. He eyed her pussy, pubic hair as black as coal, her hips substantial, not fat, just full. She had an excellent ass, full, solid, with just a little jiggle. She looked good. He had a ferocious hard-on.

She was confident and proud to display the body she'd worked so hard to get back after delivering her second child early in the summer. Mrs. Hubbard crossed the space between them and threw a leg over his lap, straddling over Randy as he sat on the swivel chair behind Coach Thompson's desk. She brought a hand up, lightly stroking his cheek with her fingertips, they were soft, warm. She smiled, and that made him feel even warmer. She was more than attractive, she was beautiful.




Homecoming High Ch. 04



She studied his handsome face. Seductively sexy eyes. Strong jaw. High cheekbones. A mane of thick, dark hair.

She reached down between her legs and worked at his pants, tugging at the button fly and then pulling and pushing his jeans and underwear down as he lifted his hips to aid her.

"Oh my! Mindy wasn't lying when she said you were huge," Maggie breathed when his cock was fully revealed to her hungry eyes.

He grinned up at her. What a wickedly, flirtatious grin.

She grabbed his hard cock in her small hand, stroking it, rubbing the head along the wet folds of her pussy before she lowered herself down over the fat cock-knob. Randy could feel her fuck-oils running down his shaft telling him that she was really wet.

"Oh, God! You're huge," she moaned as the meaty shaft bore into her juicy slit.

She unbuttoned her blouse as she slid down the last couple of inches of his shaft, completely impaling her itchy, wet cunt onto his young, hard cock. She threw her still partly tucked in blouse open and tucked the cups of her bra down under her large, round breasts. She rode him with her big tits hanging out of her bra, her blouse pulled open to the sides of her tits, and her skirt gathered up around her waist.

She ran her fingers through his hair, cupping her hand at the back of his head, gently pulling him forward, urging him to nurse on her big tits. Randy took the hint and opened his mouth around her hard nipple; she gasped with pleasure when he flicked her nipple with his tongue, when he latched his lips around it he was surprised at the sudden gush of warm, sweet liquid that flowed into his mouth. He looked up at her, wide eyed, but she had her eyes shut, moaning, enjoying the sensations flowing through her body. This was all wildly exciting to the teen and made his cock that much harder.

"Oh, Randy...suck my tit...oh, yes...suck the milk out of my nipple," she softly moaned.

He greedily sucked, hungrily swallowing Maggie's breast milk with loud, noisy gulps. He reached up and gently began to knead her breast, working the delicious milk toward her nipple to be sucked out into his waiting mouth. He could feel Mrs. Hubbard's body stirring with excitement as she pressed his head firmly to her breast and started grinding her pussy in a circular motion, riding his cock.

"Oh God!" Maggie moaned in pleasure.

She slowly began rocking her hips back and forth, front to back; grinding her horny cunt onto the deep, penetrating stiffness of his big, thick cock as it completely stretched her buttery fuck tunnel to the absolute limit. She was wiggling her bottom, rotating it in circles, whimpering as she moved her cunt around on his cock. Her tits bounced, her whole body trembling.

"So good," she moaned. "Your cock feels so fucking good!"

Mrs. Hubbard really began to roll her hips, thrusting her ass, grinding her horny wet pussy back and forth on his prick as his mouth remained latched to her rubbery, milk producing nipple. She squealed with every erotic nerve ending that the eighteen-year-old was bringing to life, pressing her clit down against the pubic patch at the root of the pleasure supplying beast that was pulsing and throbbing deep within her womb. When she felt the first hint of orgasmic bliss flash through her pussy, she threw her hips into overdrive, frantically rocking her hips on his lap, furiously building the friction of their fucking, becoming utterly desperate to feel that mind numbing orgasm that the huge, fat cock had silently promised her pink little fuck slit when it had first entered her.

"Suck my tit! Milk me!" Maggie hissed loudly as he nursed harder, using his lips and tongue to draw hard on the puffy nipple, he was rewarded with another mouthful of sweet tit milk.

She was wildly excited, grinding her horny fuck hole fiercely onto the satisfying stiffness of his cock. She wrapped her arms around him, panting and whimpering from the intense fucking. Randy's mouth remained latch to her milk-engorged tit. Shockwaves traveled from her swollen nipple straight to her cunt. She moaned louder, crying out, bucking her hips faster, thrashing and gyrating her nimble ass in a frenzy on his lap, frantically slamming her horny, pink pussy up and down the length of his cock.

"Oh, God! I'm gonna cum! I'm close! Fuck me," she groaned. "I love your big cock." She arched her back as she was engulfed by an earth shattering orgasm, squealing and moaning as she rode Randy's huge prick with her pussy. "Oh, fuck! I'm cumming! Ohh! Ohh! YES!"

Randy couldn't hold out a second longer with the hot school secretary riding him and her lactating nipple still in between his lips, he grunted and shot his seed deep into her hot cunt, directly into her womb.

As they sat there, catching their breath, Maggie's orgasm subsiding, his cock still buried deep inside her, Maggie sat astride Randy looking into his eyes, her heavy, milk-swollen breasts resting before his face; the nipple he'd been nursing from was crimson, engorged, and dripped milk. Finally she collapsed against his chest. "You were wonderful," she breathed.

He raised a hand up to cup the back of her head, holding her there as he delivered a soft, passionate kiss. When he released his tender hold on her, she lifted her eyes to his and stared at him dreamily.

The office door suddenly opened and Mindy stuck her head in. "Didn't I tell you he was great?"

"Oh, yes..."

"By the way, Mr. Hayles, I want to see you after school, in my classroom, before you report to football practice," Mindy told the smiling teen.

"Yes ma'am."

**************

Thursday evening.

After the conclusion of football practice, Randy rushed home, eager to see if he could figure out why a pair of Mrs. Dean's panties were in his hamper lying on top of his mother's nightgown.

"Hey butt-head," Debbie greeted her brother as he walked through the front door.

"Leave me alone, scag," Randy said as he walked past her.

She stood glaring at him, clamping her hands on her hips. "Fuck you," she said. Her hair bounced as she bee-lined in the direction he went, following him down the hallway.

"Why are you following me?"' He spun and glared at her. "Why don't you leave me alone?"

"I live here too. I can go where I want," she said, there was a distinct tremor in her voice.

"I'm telling you, leave me alone..."

"You're not my boss." She shook her head from side to side, her long, thick curls bouncing. "Look, I need to be alone," he said as he sucked in a deep breath.

She gritted her teeth. "You know, we use to be close. We did everything together." She looked at him, anger in her eyes as a tear formed.

"Look, Debbie, I'm sorry. I've, uh, just got a lot on my mind," he explained. "By the way, where's Mom?"

"Dad took her to dinner and a movie. You just missed them."

"Dad's home?"

"Yeah. He came home a day early because he didn't want to take a chance on having his flight delayed and miss any of your big game tomorrow night," she said.

"Huh. That's cool," Randy thought aloud and continued down the hallway to his bathroom. Once inside her opened the hamper and saw that it was empty. "Damn."

Debbie was standing in the doorway, "Mom did laundry. There's stuff in the dryer."

Randy moved past her and headed for the laundry room. Once inside he at once spotted the panties lying folded on the top of a basket of clean clothes. He walked over to the basket and picked them up, feeling the smooth, silky fabric between his finger and thumb.

"What? You're sniffing Mom's panties now?" Debbie teased and to her surprise, he turned to her and lifted a dark eyebrow, surprised at her little joke.

"These aren't Mom's." He stared at his twin sister, drinking in the sight of her. Her big blue eyes sparkled with mischief and curiosity. He walked toward her, and in her mind, she thought he was going to kiss her.

"Whose are they?" Dear Lord, was she blushing?

"Mrs. Dean's," he said, moving close enough that she could smell him, kind of soapy, a little musky, maybe some sweat, but every bit of her brother smelled as a man should smell.

"What? How do you know that?"

"I just do," he said without explanation.

The corners of her mouth lifted ever so slightly. An almost smile. "What are Mrs. Dean's panties doing in Mom's laundry?"

"That's what I want to know," he said, raising a questioning eyebrow, still standing close, invading her personal space.

"You don't think that Mom and Mrs. Dean are doing girl-on-girl, do you?" Debbie asked, the eighteen-year-olds arousal beginning to climb.

"I don't know. They might," Randy grinned. She loved his grin; it made her want to kiss him. She loved everything about her tall, dark, and handsome brother. She raked his body with her gaze, taking in his sharp, chiseled features, his cut muscles, wide shoulders, and broad chest, his thick hair that she longed to run her fingers through, and his sensuous lips that she desperately want to feel kissing hers.

Every nerve in her body tingled as arousal spread through her femininity, she felt a flood of juices when she noted the bulge in his jeans.

"Like what you see?" he asked when he noticed where her eyes were.

"Very much so," she answered.

"Don't push me," he warned. "You may not like the outcome."

"You don't have to warn me. I can take care of myself. In case you haven't noticed, I'm a big girl now."

A Cheshire-cat grin spread over his lips, his eyes slid over her from head to toe, making her heart pound, her stomach knot up.

"I've noticed. You're a complete hottie." His body was reacting to the sight of her, his cock growing increasingly hard as he stared at her long, smooth legs, firm ass, slim waist, the rounded curve of her huge tits.

Debbie gave him a real smile, an invitation.

He stepped closed, grabbed her arms, and pulled her to him. They stood toe-to-toe, their breath mingling as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Are you sure you want to play this game?" he asked.

"Yes."

Before she knew what was happening, he was pushing her up against the wall, flowed into her, pelvis to pelvis, his heat to her heat, his chest pressing hard against her aching breasts. He lowered his head and brought his mouth down over hers, taking her in an all-consuming kiss that both startled and excited her. His big, hard body pressed against her softer, more feminine body, she felt his hard cock against her stomach and knew without a doubt that he wanted her.

And she wanted him. God how she wanted her brother!

Debbie ended the kiss, pushing against his chest until he ended the kiss, breaking away with a gasp. They stared at each other, their lips parted, their breathing ragged. Desperate for oxygen, she sucked in sweet, cool air as his mouth worked its way down the curve of her neck. Her head fell back, baring her throat to the warm feathery tickle of his breath as he plundered with his lips, and tongue, and teeth.

"Are you going to fuck me?" she breathlessly asked.

Still holding her, he looked at her as if he were seeing her for the first time, his eyes glazed with lust; he smiled and said, "Would you like to fuck your brother?"

"More than anything."

He groaned, racked by an inner turmoil, he reached out and stroked her face. "Debbie..."

"Please, Randy, fuck me."

He lowered his head, his mouth covering hers, and he kissed her, tentatively at first, and when she responded, the kiss deepened.

Randy took charge, sliding his hands down, cupping his sister's firm little cheerleader ass, caressing, pulling her tight against his straining cock.

Debbie moaned into his mouth. Leaving one hand on her ass, he lifted the other, cupping the back of her head he pressed her into the kiss, his tongue slipping deep inside, finding hers, dancing, probing, tasting. They devoured each other.

Frantically he pulled at the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her breasts, exposing the sheer, lacy bra that was doing its best to restrain her magnificent teen-aged tits.

"Sweet Jesus," he groaned hoarsely. "Your room or mine?"

It took her a moment to comprehend, to remember that they were in the laundry room, in plain view if their parents were to suddenly walk in from the garage. She slipped a shaky hand into his and tugged, "My room."

Once they reached her room they nearly tumbled through the open door. Randy shoved it closed behind them and locked it, then returned his attention to his sister. As he reached for her shirt, she slapped his hand away.

"Sit down, I'll give you a little show," Debbie said smiling and she scrunched up her pretty little nose, and for a moment, he thought she might stick her tongue out at him.

She stepped to the middle of her room, and slowly turned around in front of him. Then she began to dance, slowly bumping and grinding, she tossed her hair as she danced, her hips swiveling smoothly as if to music.

Debbie turned her back to him and slowly began to slide her shorts down her legs, rolling them over her tight, heart-shaped ass. When she had the shorts just below her ass, she bent over, her legs straight and slightly apart. As she leaned over, Randy could see the crotch of her panties pulled tightly over her snatch.

Rolling and grinding her hips, she swung back around facing him. She brought her hands up to her head, running them through her hair, then she slowly brought them down to her breasts. She cupped her big breasts through her shirt, squeezing and rolling her boobs, making them seem even bigger.

Her hands slid down to the hem of her shirt and ever so slowly tugged it up her torso, slowly and teasingly revealing her bra encased breasts. Debbie finished removing her shirt and tossed it in her brother's lap with a laugh. She brought her hand to her tits, gradually running her finger tips over the exposed slopes of her cleavage.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she asked, eyeing the big bulge in his pants. Randy grinned lasciviously, leering at his sisters' perfect body.

She rolled her ass at him, then slowly slid her shorts down her legs, kicked them off and danced in front of him in nothing but her sheer bra and bikini panties.

Debbie swayed and did a little bump, reaching behind her back with one hand, she popped the bra clasps, slowly peeling it off, carefully covering her full-breasted nipples with her forearm as she did so. She bit her lower lip sensually between her teeth in a provocative innocent schoolgirl smile. She did another bump and grind and then threw the bra into his lap, removing her forearm, fully revealing her ample chest to his gaze. She lightly pinched her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers perking them right up.

She hooked her thumps into the elastic at the top of her panties, coyly pulling them down an inch here and an inch there, turning, bending and peering out at him from between her long, gorgeous legs, she stood and peeled them off, turning back around to face him completely nude. Smiling at her brother, she ran her hands over her big, soft, full tits again and pinched her own pink nipples, watching with satisfaction as they hardened to full attention.

"Now then, let's get you out of these. It's not fair for me to be the only one who's naked," she said as she tugged at his T-shirt, and he helped her peel it off over his head. She skimmed her hands over his chest and shoulders. God, her brother was perfect. Sleek and lean, his skin smooth, his flesh hard with muscle. Her brother was all man, solid and strong and exquisitely put together.

"Hurry, get your pants off."

He unsnapped his jeans and lowered the zipper. Holding her eyes, he slid his jeans and boxers down his lean hips, exposing his manhood to his sister's eager gaze. Debbie's eyes widened and she gasped in surprise when she saw how big her brother's cock was, and then she giggled, "Oh my God, Randy! You're huge! This is going to be fun!"

He reached out and seized Debbie's small hand, easily guiding it across to his hard, throbbing cock-meat. She eagerly closed her fingers around the hot prick and lightly squeezed, then she began to slowly stoke her brother's fat pussy pleaser.

"Jesus, Debbie." His voice was barely recognizable as she stroked him, hard and fast, she was thrilled that her touch had garnered such a response from her brother.

She let out a low moan when he reached out and cupped her breasts, his searching fingers circled and teased her sensitive nipples, sending a lightning bolt like stab of pure sensation directly to her pussy. She gasped at the pleasure of it, clinging to his shoulders, steadying herself as he continued playing her until she was so wet and excited that she could no longer remain still.

Gently he guided her down to her bed, replacing his fingers with his mouth. A series of moans and groans escaped her lips as Randy hungrily fondled and sucked his sister's big, soft tits, slurping each of her stiff, rubbery nipples between his lips, alternating between breasts, causing her so much pleasure, she was practically panting for each breath.

Debbie gasped with surprise as he slid down farther, planting wet kisses on her undulating belly, moving lower before finally nuzzling his head between her thighs.

"Oh, Randy...Oh, God...Ooooh, that feels good! Ohhh...yesssssss!"

Debbie groaned as she looked down between her huge tits, watching her horny brother as he rubbed his face against her wet, bald pussy, flicking his tongue out and lapping up her sticky fuck-juices. 

"Oooo...lick my pussy...ah...oooo...stick your tongue in there...ahh..." Debbie moaned clutching her brother's head, humping her ass, shamelessly fucking her horny, throbbing pussy against his mouth.

He thrust his tongue deep inside his sister's pink pussy-hole, busily lapping out the honey sweet fuck-oils that were flowing from her hot, swollen little slit. Using his fingers, he opened her pouting cunt-lips, exposing the glistening, wet pinkness within. Debbie whimpered as his flicking tongue licked closer and closer to her throbbing little clit.

"That's it...right there...yes...oh, yes...lick my clit...suck my clit good and hard...oh, yeah...fuck yeah...right there...lick me right there," Debbie squealed.

Randy furiously licked at the swollen, pulsing little bud with the very tip of his tongue, then gently took it between his lips, sucking on it, making Debbie's thighs tremble as waves of intense pleasure coursed through her aroused, super sexually charged body.

Just when she thought he'd taken her to the acme of pleasure he pursed his lips tighter on her now ultra-sensitive clit, sucking it hard, at the same time he slipped two fingers into her cunt, he pumped his fingers rapidly in and out of her buttery fuck-hole.

"Oh, fuck! YES!" Debbie felt her cunt contracting around his fingers as a powerful climax flooded through her stacked, teen-age body. "I'm gonna cum! Suck my clit! Finger my cunt! Oh Jesus, Randy! I'm cumming!"

As she lay recovering from her climax Randy crawled back up between her wide spread legs. Her hand slid around his shaft, holding it firmly, pushing the head against her wet slit. He leaned forward and pressed his weight gently down. She felt the cock-crown spread her pussy lips open, felt them slide around his cock-head, then felt the growing pleasure as his cock sank into her warm, moist hole, finally feeling the quick fluid rush of rapture as he drove himself deeper insider her.

"Oh, God yes!" the words came out as a moan as his cock sank even deeper into her tight, gooey pussy. "Mmmm, your cock feels so good."

Randy looked down, her completely stretched pussy lips were clinging tightly to his wide prick as it slid in and out of her wet fuck-hole. It was slick and glossy, completely covered with her pussy cream, glistening in the light from the bedside lamp as he slowly sank every inch of his big cock back inside her hot little pink box.




Homecoming High Ch. 04



"Oh, fuck you feel good," he groaned.

Finally! Finally her hot brother's cock was hers! She'd spent years waiting for this moment. He slid his hands beneath her, cupping her small, round, heart-shaped ass, pulling her firmly against him His cock buried to the balls in her fiery cunt. He slowly began pumping; fucking his cock in and out of her with long, smooth strokes.

"Unhuh...yeah...that's it...just like that...fuck my pussy just like that...give me that cock," Debbie encouraged her brother.

His cock sent wave after wave of complete, blistering, heated pleasure into her belly as it pounded in and out of her tight little cunt.

"Oh yeah...oh that's so fucking good...oh my God yes...fuck me...fuck me...yeah...oh, fuck..."

Debbie began humping her hips, fucking her pussy onto his throbbing cock, flexing her pussy muscles, massaging him with a hot, wet, vise like grip as he started to fuck her fast and hard. She dug her finger-nails into his skin as she sought his lips, their tongues dancing in a lewd tango. Debbie was rabid with passion, lost to anything but an overwhelming need to orgasm, to fulfill the desperate sexual lust growing within her.

"Oh...Oh...God...ooooooo..." she was coming. She could feel the fire burning within her, could feel the fuck-oils in her cunt bubbling forth, boiling with lust. She fucked her cunt back against him, her arms sliding around his hard, lean body.

"Oh God!" she groaned. Her hands slid down his back and onto his ass cheeks, pulling him tightly to her. "Oh...oh...oh...cumming...oh I'm cumming!"

He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. At first the kiss was soft and warm, but when she returned it her lips pressed harder. Her tongue shot out into his mouth their lips slid wetly against each other. Their lips ground together furiously. His cock sank down into her, jammed balls deep.

"I wanna ride you," Debbie said as she pushed him onto his back. She crawled right over and straddled him. She reached down between her legs, took his big cock into her little hand and rubbed her creamy cunt-slit with the fat, purple prick-head. Then, slowly, she lowered her hips and stuffed her juice-slick cunt full with her brothers' cock.

She was in ecstasy as she sank downwards onto his prick, an urgent need filling her as it moved deeper into her hot, tight pussy. Sitting on top of him, Debbie pushed herself upright, her small hands splayed on his powerful chest. Slowly she began sliding her pussy up and down the length of his cock. She leisurely gyrated against him, moving her cunt around in little circles, loving the feeling of this huge cock inside her. Unable to stand it another moment she started pumping her ass, thrusting back and forth, moving him in and out as she bounced up and down, her movements quickening as her lust began mounting higher and higher.

"Oh yeah...fuck my fucking cunt...yeah...yeah...fuck yeah...fuck my pussy...oh fuck yeah...oh fuck yeah, your cock feels so fucking good," Debbie moaned. "Is my pussy tight enough for you...huh? Is it? Is it? Fuck...me...fuck...me..."

"Oh, fuck yeah...you're so tight...ride me...fuck my cock," Randy groaned as his sister slid her tight, slippery little cunt up and down on his thick fuck-tool, taking him to the balls.

Debbie's tight little pussy began to itch and burn, contracting uncontrollably around the plump, plunging shaft of his cock. The pleasure flowing through her body was incredible, almost over-powering, wildly intense. There really was nothing in the world for her to compare her brother's cock to, she thought dreamily.

Randy couldn't believe how wild and hot his sister was. She slithered and bucked and wiggled astride his hips all the while gasping, moaning and uttering the most vulgar and exciting words he'd yet to hear in all of his eighteen years. Debbie threw her head back and rode him hard, her nice, big, firm young tits bouncing and wobbling in time with her thrusts.

He twisted and wriggled with her atop him. His hands reached up, grabbing her hips, jamming her down on his cock as he fucked up into her and she bounced up and down, riding on his fuck-pole. His body was hard beneath her; she slid her hand up and down the large muscular chest, her eyes glazed and unblinking, taking in her brother's maleness as she fucked him.

"Fuck that pussy...fuck that pussy...oh...oh yeah...give it to me hard...hard...fuck me hard...oh...oh...oh...ah...oh...yeah...fuck me...hard...hard..."

He used his big hands to control the tempo, sliding his sister's wet pussy up and down the length of his cock. She was burning up as her mouth hungrily sought his, moaning softly. Debbie wrapped her arms around his strong, wide shoulders, pressing herself closer to him, wanting to feel his strong, broad muscular chest against her swollen breasts and hard little nipples as she pressed against him.

"Oh, dear God," she moaned as she sat back up, her voice cracking with passion as she increased the tempo of her humping, shuddering as she fucked her tight, clinging pussy up and down on her brother's prick. Seeing Debbie in such a sexual state excited Randy, he started humping beneath her, ramming his huge cock up into the clinging wetness of her all too eager fuck-hole causing Debbie to fear she'd faint with the sheer pleasure of this fantastic fuck.

The incredible swell of pleasure from her approaching orgasm caused her to almost fall backwards as she rocked on his cock. Randy raised his legs allowing his knees to rest against her back, propping her in place, her shoulders and head curving back over the top of his knees and her hands going back onto the bed holding her upright.

"Oh...oh God...I wanna cum again," she moaned loudly. "Don't stop...don't stop...don't stop...I'm gonna cum...oh...oh yeah...need to cum...oh...oh...oooohhhh..."

The ecstasy steadily up built deep inside Debbie's belly. Her erect nipples were tingling and throbbing as she fucked her brother's prick, thrusting her hips faster and faster, impaling her deliciously tight, wet cunt on the satisfying stiffness of his prick.

Closing her eyes, she threw her head back, then arched her back as she shivered through a blinding orgasm. The sensation soon subsided and still shuddering from her blistering climax, she leaned down, resting her cheek on his shoulder and whispered, "That was the greatest."

Suddenly he rolled his big body, slowly turning over on top of her, never taking his cock from the fiery depths of her sweet little pussy. She humped upward against him as her back touched the bed, slamming her pussy up onto the hard, pleasure giving prick inside her. He took the hint and slammed his hips down, sending his cock completely into her fuck tunnel.

"No, this is going to be the greatest," he promised.

"Oh, my God! Oh God...oh God...fuck me...yeah...yeah..."

Their bodies, sweating in the heat of their feverish sexual fray, thrusting and humping together, struggling to gain control as they both worked with considerable effort to get the other off.

Harder and harder, Randy fucked her tight, slippery pussy, panting into her shoulder as he drilled her throbbing cunt with long, powerful strokes that made her big tits shake and quiver with every thrust.

"You like that? You like being fucked with your brother's big cock, don't you?"

"Oh yeah, keep fucking me like that...come on...fuck my pussy...I love it...yeah...oh...I love your cock...oh...oh God..."

His long cock reached the innermost depths of her pussy, probing all the way up to her womb. Debbie humped mindlessly beneath him, fast and hard, tossing her head from side to side as the indescribable pleasure of another orgasm built in intensity deep inside her cunt.

"Oh my God! I'm gonna cum!" she squealed, her body shuddering stiffly.

She dropped her hand, shamelessly rubbing her clit as her brother's huge prick throbbed solidly up inside her cunt. Then her back arched and she slammed her sloppy pink hole up against him, desperate to take all of his prick, grinding against him. Her body went rigid and her breathing practically stopped. A massive orgasm began washing through her. It started in her cunt, quickly flooding like a tidal wave up into her belly and chest, then finally into her brain, causing her to see stars. 

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! FUCK! I'm cumming! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck yeah! Cumming!" Her pussy muscles vibrated violently, spewing cunt-juice all over the thick length of Randy's cock.

She couldn't believe that she was already cumming again. Her orgasms were getting closer and closer together, rolling through her like waves hitting the beach.

He reached down, letting his hands slide up and down, traveling over the smooth, soft skin of her breasts, his fingers gently tugging and twisting her hard nipples. She bounced on the bed, humping her ass up to get his prick deeper into her, igniting every nerve ending in her pussy.

"Oh...oh...you're so deep in my tight little pussy...oh yeah...oh fuck yeah...fuck that pussy..."

She pushed herself up onto her elbows, her eyes wide as she looked down between her legs, watching the huge monster slicing into her cunt. His cock hammered in and out of her pink pussy relentlessly with speed and brutal power. Each stroke brought a new grunt of pleasure from her trembling lips. His hands tightened around her waist and he jerked her onto his prick. Her cunt was a hot, steamy crevice that gripped and sucked on his cock as he drove it into her.

"You like watching, don't you? You're a slut, aren't you? My sister's a little cock slut."

"I'm your cock slut! Fuck your slut! Fuck your slutty sister's cunt," she moaned.

Randy did as she asked, pounding his cock shaft up into his squealing sister's cunt with deep, powerful thrusts. Debbie humped furiously back against him, meeting every stroke. Soon they were pounding in unison, moaning and gasping together, lost in the indescribable pleasure of a hot, energetic sister-brother fuck.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" she gasped. Debbie rolled her head from side to side, her big tits wobbled and jiggled, and her bald pussy mound slapped wetly against him.

She lifted her legs higher, wrapping her ankles together across his ass. Frantically, the naked twins bucked and humped on the bed, feverishly fucking. Her horny, drippy pussy mating with his big, womb-probing prick. Randy began thrusting faster, his ass moving in a blur, spearing his cock in and out of Debbie's gaping pussy.

She was arching her back, hunching her ass up off the bed with every thrust of his powerful young prick, fucking him back for all she was worth. Soon the two were fucking with a wild abandon, the bedroom filled with their moans, gasps, and sighs, the sound of their pelvises slapping together, the squishing noise of her juicy, drooling pussy clinging to his huge, penetrating cock.

"Ooohhh...yeah," Debbie moaned, burning with a sexual fever. "Fuck me right now! Ooohhh...oohh yeah...oohh...oh God...oohh...that's it right there...oohh...aaahhhh!"

Clutching her bucking ass cheeks, Randy pounded his aching cock into his sister's cunt as hard as he could; his enormous erection probed the depths of her fuck tunnel all the way to the entrance of her womb. 

"Harder, harder, harder! Fuck me harder, Randy, fuck my pussy! Oh...oh fuck...I'm getting so close! Fuck me! Fuck your sister! Faster, fuck my horny cunt hard and fast!"

His own juices were rising and he desperately needed release from the burning horniness that was consuming him. He pulled her legs up onto his shoulders and he began to fuck into her with harsh, long, deep strokes that sent his hips crashing into her buttocks and made the entire bed shake. Her arms reached above her head, grasping the headboard as her body was hammered by his slamming thrusts. She whined in complete pleasure as her orgasm began to break loose. Then, with a final wild scream, Debbie came with a rush.

"Oh God...Oh God...yeah...yeah...yeah...I'm fucking cumming...don't stop...don't stop...please don't stop...oooohhhh...aaahhhh....ooooooooooo..."

His hands moved down onto her chest, engulfing her wildly jiggling tits and squeezing them repeatedly. Their bodies bounced on the bed as he humped franticly into her, then grunted, and his juices boiling up and out of him.

"Cum in my pussy! Oh yeah! Cum inside my pussy!"

He spewed out rope after white hot rope of sperm. It jetted up into the sucking fuck tunnel that engulfed his tool. Debbie felt his seed flooding down into her womb, coating her insides with its forbidden thick, slippery cream. She moaned, and then gasped as she was overcome by a torrential, mind numbing orgasm, her body quaking and shuddering uncontrollably as wad after potent wad of taboo, incestuous sperm jetted into her as his cock emptied a complete load into her waiting pussy.

He slid his arms around her, hugging her against him, kissing her as his prick slowly softened within her. Debbie crawled out from underneath her brother and off of her bed, cum running out of her drooling pussy, she grabbed his shirt off of the floor and used it to stop the flow. Once the flooding was contained, she tossed the shirt to the floor and raised her hands above her head and stretched. Turning back to him she smiled.

"Nice. Very nice," Randy said with a lustful grin.

Looking down at his juice coated, semi-erect cock, Debbie smiled and said, "We have plenty of time for a round two if we start now."